How can I think a thought? The river that flows without a drop.
Am I thinking the next thought? Chemicals, doing what they ought.
With time an illusion. The I that says it’s me, is a figment too.
I struggle to choose to do what must be done.
Don’t ask who I am. But observe what was done.
How can I think a thought? The river that flows without a drop.
Am I thinking the next thought? Chemicals, doing what they ought.
With time an illusion. The I that says it’s me, is a figment too.
I struggle to choose to do what must be done.
Don’t ask who I am. But observe what was done.