Tiny pieces taking steps towards covariance
How primitive are we still? Widen your peripheral
Socialized rules scale back the progression
Searching for the answers, there's a universe inside us all
Every passing lifetime important as the last
A tiny grain against a finely tuned grid
See where you've come from
Release my senses, they only hold me back
Abstracted as forms derived from the deeper order
Secret dimensional noise
Disregard direction
Horizons follow entropy
Disregard direction
Our microstate feeds their energies
Disregard direction

Predicting the everyday, this life has become static
Depending on past achievements when all we want is to create new
Rules and boundaries contain my thoughts to a point I can't accept
Maybe I'll try to find a new plane in which to exist, it's not far it's been there waiting this whole time
Innate notions, experience is flawed
Described emotions, the wiring is wrong

It's a mistake to marvel at ourselves
To accept what we are as of now
I need to hold onto some sort of relevance, it's all I have left
All at once I could view the entirety of space
A moment of isolation welcoming paralysis
Follow the cord which projects and makes the decisions for you
Adaptation brought introspection
All comfort has escaped me, remember to breathe in again
At the edge I exist in, I watch my whole life again

Now we question the biological rhythm, the flowing of information received
It all breaks down to this one projection
Last particle of the sequence, movements too small to be detected
I've organized your surroundings
No single place you can find me at
Limbic regions regulate the input of chemical reactions
The system is the pilot, I am always behind
I am the unconscious mind and I am never gone
Internal conversation commands the elements

Senseless drones will pretend to be enlightened
The population is easily controlled by withheld information
Foolish enough to proclaim certainty of the answers
Feelings of safety overwhelm
Care for those you know, not imaginings
How could we live another way?
Misplaced confidence
We've tried this on our own but look where it's gotten us
What does this creator want from us? Would insignificant worship bring forth meaning?
Surely this wasn't chance, there must have been a designer
And it views out progress still
The possibility of centrality gives them misplaced confidence
Rules, characteristics and form then decided by the elders
Preying on the weak and fearful, a safety net for for your loved ones
The influential sphere is created
Please do not miscalculate my tone, I speak with humility
Soon you will find your confidence misplaced
The answers are greater than we can imagine
I know you... you're scared to be on your own
I'll always be there for you

Interrupting phases of transduction
Digital synthesis encodes ensemble's work
Synthetic cortisol travels white matter tracts
Building new crosstalk revolutions
Receptors show resistance to our changes
Diverting channels to new activations
Mechanics of the wave converge
Hidden in the vacuum is the answer to our apoptotic fate
It will surely change the world
The memories are communicating between two states
Symbiotic system, diverted from the vacuum
Manipulating neutral networks
Moving forward with this work, desire controlled by logic

Inertia, by way of device
Infinite variety- connections to be made, perfect dreams conceived
Implementing impulse to virtual selection, prefect dreams believed
Inertia, by way of device
Redefine the conscious mind, implants in the cortices
Radiation field surrounds, algorithms fall in line
User decides the outcome, quantized mixed reality
Holding the keys to your own relevance

Slipping into a deep state
Unconsciousness, beta waves decrease
Isotonic movements show signs of remission
Delusions lead to derealization
Electrified signals are still the mainline
The only self I've known meets the cosmic theater in my mind

Sensing a new wave of neuronal presence in the field
Entoptic clues tells me this is not a dream
I'm melding into surroundings
The terror and the fear feels as if it's mine alone

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