And so I had a vivid dream:

She pierced my skin with fifty needles
Each one tipped with a promise from the earth
And as the steel entered the skin I turned my eyes within
And welcomed visions of my birth

She held me in her arms as I laughed like a child
As new colours flowed in my veins
In her cradle I knew love, I knew gratitude
And I knew nothing could ever be the same.

To dream about dreaming.
To call forth on the chemistry which creates the sights we see in sleep.
To discover your meaning.
To control the central cause of who we all are underneath.

It's in all of us
It's in all of us
The most feared and illegal
Is legitimated by our very being

If we could pick the lock to these chains we are taught to embrace.
We could build shrines to ourselves and be our own gods to venerate.

It's in all of us
It's in all of us
The very thing we can never have resides in all our minds
And when we sleep we dream, and so we taste it each night.

We taste freedom each night
And wake to invisible slavery at the hands of all we 'love'

All the debris of the day to day
Destroyed and diminished and faded away
All the constructs that distract, man made, must be reduced
(We must journey through our own bodies to find our purpose)
We must travel in four dimensions, outside conventions of human thought, to discover the truth.