Eyedea Abilities Powdered Water Too Pt 1 Lyrics

Powdered Water Too Pt 1 Lyrics

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[Eyedea]



If someone grew up in a cubicle as Plato once suggested



They would only know the cubicle and not the world outside it



And they wouldn't view the cubicle as something geometric



We only know it's a cubicle because we live outside it







Now the one inside the cubicle can't comprehend his measurements



Because measurements are models made up for and by observers



Relative to their position on the outside of the cubicle



Though understand objectively so they can study further







If I grew up in a cubicle the walls are in my universe



I have no knowledge of the entirety like the outsiders do



If you follow what I say and can swallow the powerdered water



Close your eyes and open your minds, this one's for you







And the brain equals a cubicle we'll never think outside it



Now inside wanna try to tie a diagram to modify them



I'm there as a hybrid of a body of a pirate



Of a soul that can fly without control







Realizing the brain ticks at six billion signals per second



And most of hidden and not given to the senses



Whether to do a few futile primitive tools to perception



livin in a universal pool of first hand deception







The mind's job is to recieve the signals



And block the ones out that coincide with imprinted symbols



That way the information you obtained is recognized



Reality is thinkable and comparable to space and time







It makes a map of the territory that gives us the gives us



The topic of the Copenhagen interpretation of modern quantum



Physics which states we dont know the meal



We only know the menu that our brains tell us is real







We dont know the rules of our heads



From inside these cubicles we cant see the truth



No one really knows exactly what happens when we think



Therefore we can never really ever know anything







This is the consciousness revolution



You got the right to think



Don't think about it just do it



(repeats stanza til fade out)