They confused us? Ever thought why they confused us?
Because they could, you couldn't
This is the division, teaching is division
No one knows exactly about this mysteriousness, vast and limited mysteriousness.
Lost in meaning, lost meaning
When oneness became chaos? Not divided by this chaos
Old consciousness is behind this, which race is this?
Ask them, to know about them.
Yesterday we were not here, today we are not here
Far away from roots, lost roots
Emptiness grown, inner chaos grown
Battling with own questions, there are so many questions.
These roots are stopped, their growth is stopped
Rise of artificial, not real
Painful memory, racing memory
Not connected to this memory, no oneness in this memory.
What to find? Where to find?
What is the destination? Where is the destination?
Questions revolving around this, what is this?
Which consciousness? In who's consciousness?
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