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Bluelighter
Open the handle, open the eye
Step out, and step inside
Allow yourself to fall into the kaleidoscope
of pure existence
As you hear bugs scuttle
out into your familiar world
As your personal bubble
Drops headlong into the depths
Scrambling to find, perhaps
A random ladder, an act of God
It's too late now for a crutch
Even when your fatigued brain is throbbing
Fluctuating proportions are way too much
Objects hover between rainbow walls
"Why aren't I weightless as well?"
Stop squeezing your eyelids shut
Denying yourself the wonder
Open all your senses up
Let your retinas receive the beams of light
with unseen origins
Feel the piercing shards of vision
Lighting up the landscape
Progressing the mission
Your malleable mind
morphing, changing, stretching, shrinking
Good, bad, virtuous, evil
Our perceptions act upon themselves
Never abandon this new illumination
After being deluded for so long
Peel away the programming of generations
Sing the peaceful observer's song
Step out, and step inside
Allow yourself to fall into the kaleidoscope
of pure existence
As you hear bugs scuttle
out into your familiar world
As your personal bubble
Drops headlong into the depths
Scrambling to find, perhaps
A random ladder, an act of God
It's too late now for a crutch
Even when your fatigued brain is throbbing
Fluctuating proportions are way too much
Objects hover between rainbow walls
"Why aren't I weightless as well?"
Stop squeezing your eyelids shut
Denying yourself the wonder
Open all your senses up
Let your retinas receive the beams of light
with unseen origins
Feel the piercing shards of vision
Lighting up the landscape
Progressing the mission
Your malleable mind
morphing, changing, stretching, shrinking
Good, bad, virtuous, evil
Our perceptions act upon themselves
Never abandon this new illumination
After being deluded for so long
Peel away the programming of generations
Sing the peaceful observer's song
