He said to me
"This is not philosophy, it's just a simple fact
Don't mean to cause controversy, let's take history back
But it don't exist, how's that for a slap in the face?
So let's get back on track
Man, you're only human, you don't know what you're doin
You're dominated by your mind and it is simply screwin
Fuckin with your head, it's the only reason you ever bled
With any bloodshed that shouldn'ta gone ahead
I'm way ahead of your spiritual evolution
But please don't take this statement to be an ego protrusion
Like the dick of a man who thinks he got a plan
But he's just abusin people because he can
I merely said these words to illustrate
I got somethin much more meaningful than the money we make
Or the drugs we take, or the love we fake
Or the labels we spray across our chests that say
Who we think we are or who we'd wish to be
What you think makes you different from me
The lines we draw around our skin that separate our souls
Our bodies from our whereabouts and everything we hold
I'm tellin you now, there's somethin much much deeper
Much less tirin and much much cheaper
It's called the present moment, it's simple to understand
But only with yourself, not with your mind, man
Just sit back, breathe in, stop thinkin
Take everythin in like a fish drinkin
It's whole world, be very alert and aware
You'll soon find what's not there and what's there..."

I said
"I tried what you said in your book that I read
And I suppose it made the world look a little less dead
But more, in the process of makin me notice
My lack of focus, I'm undevoted and hopeless
But hope is just a thread on which we hang
Tetherin us to weatherin rocks that will only expand and
Contract, peel, age crumble and crack
And we'll fall back into the deep black
With ties still bindin our strugglin feet
We imprison ourselves in decisions and broken visions
Of love that tastes sweet, but so undigestable
I believe it's conditional on it's double-directional flow of
Affection, section me for this erection
Whether I'm a man or a woman, that's not the question
It's the source of your love which is questionable
Did it come from your heart or from your testicles?
I'm a human bein, not a heterosexual spectacle
Best to pull people with the gravity from within
Through your eyes, not through your skin
And strictly for unselfish compassionate reasons
Not fueled by the need to kill emotions
To soothe your wounded ego or to seek devotion and security
Unreliable fearful impurity
Clingin to the world like a leech feedin
On the blood of sacrifice that the sea's bleedin
Relationships not based on givin but on wantin and needin
I understand these things because my mind interpreted
But this is just exactly the same problem resurfacin
You see, I can't possibly understand what you say if I
Perceive it in a mental way
Without feelin what you felt, I can never be helped
Even by readin what you wrote, I cannot help myself
So I give it up to the flow
Ingest this information but make no effort to know
What happens will happen when I'm feelin low
And I feel a lot lighter since I let myself go."