Is anyone sure of their place in the world?
Can anyone be sure of their fate?
Is anyone sure of what comes tomorrow?
Your realization always comes too late.
We are but beings in linear time
And constrained to a future and past
We’ve convinced ourselves of limitedness
Habits to which we hold fast.
Unlock yourself from the simple time stream
Memories are created here and now
The present is not a product of your past
Limitless dreams are creation’s vow.
Have faith in dimensions beyond your senses
And know there’s more than is seen.
Your consciousness is far more pervasive
You’re never far from where you have been.
So rearrange truth to a new paradigm
Let knowingness be your true guide
Your inner voice is there for its reason
Put your ancient prejudice aside.