Smoke and mirrors
The time is an illusion, the space is as well.
We are all conditioned by Nature,Whether you know it or notIt takes an extraordinary effortTo cut that unconscious Gordy’s knot
To look at the world with the eyes wide openDespite the mirrors, despite the smokeTo realize that it's only an image,The real world you still have to uncloak
The temperature, pressure, amount of lightAre physical boundaries, that one has to fightThere are other obstacles of formidable kindYou cannot defeat them, when they are combined
The time is an illusion, the space – as wellThey are empty containers, there is no more to tell…As blind that follows another blindYou go nowhere, just keep it in mind.