Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream;
it is not dying,
it is not dying.
Lay down all thought, surrender to the void;
it is shining,
it is shining.
That you may see the meaning of within;
it is being,
it is being.
That love is all and love is everyone;
it is knowing,
it is knowing.
That ignorance and hate may mourn the dead;
it is believing,
it is believing.
But listen to the color of your dreams;
it is not living,
it is not living.
Or play the game existence to the end;
of the beginning…