Could it be that thereafter
Nietzsche lived in a state of divine mania
Which was mistakenly interpreted by doctors
As indicative of a degenerating madness?
As the historian Yulia Ustinova explains in her book on Divine Mania
The reluctance to acknowledge that
Being in a non-ordinary state of consciousness
Is not synonymous to being mad
Is characteristic of our culture
Which tends to medicalize the nonconformities
Especially behavioral deviance
In historical and cultural situations
Different from the modern western norm,
People take for granted that a person
May be out of his or her mind, but not crazy
For instance, in the traditional Inuit society
A shaman while healing is not deemed mad
In our society, the idea that
Deviation from the normal state of consciousness
May be beneficial is still considered by many
Extravagant, if not preposterous

Everything is one thing

You don't know what you don't know
We accept the truth you refuse to see
So tightly tied your identity inside
A world of lies, a broken mind

Living in a state of conflict mistaken
Blindfolded powers in their darkness complacent
Vision gets painted as a hallucination
Eyes closing wider under tox-medication
We can meet god when pushed beyond breaking
They write it off as just gone insane, and
Colors don't exist because they see only grey
Control the consensus and keep us all away
From direct experience, divinity in the face
Replaced by a fist and the pills they innovate
You're spiritually awake? These will take it all away
We can certainly erase that illness from your brain

You don't know what you don't know
We accept the truth you refuse to see
So tightly tied your identity inside
A world of lies, a broken mind
"You don't know what you don't know"
What I tell them, what they tell me
Can't we reconcile spirit with science
And recognize they're the same damn thing?

Look back in time at the swing of the pendulum
The church fought science, went too deep with religion
They'd kill you for implying that we orbit the freaking sun
And they made it look like god opposes material
And then science took hold with an equal ego
They'd been stifled and so they said "what the hell do you know?"
They abandoned everything that cannot be proven
And were happy to believe it is all an illusion
Dogma creeping in; we repeat and we reflect
Logic for the win; it's the peak of intellect
All these old white men, they need to be correct
Putting to an end old beliefs they laid to rest
Faith begins again as they worship holy text
Questions are a sin; facts are proven with a test
Even when consensus is proven incorrect
Many will not admit it for political interest
Slowly we see change with the years that come to pass
Science will embrace what we feel inside the chest
Reject no more the weight of subjective evidence
So let's investigate without bias to prevent
Objectively exploring every "do not enter" sign
Accepting that there's more outside than what just meets the eye
We're going to discover that the mystics have been right
Everything is love and there is life beyond life

You don't know what you don't know
We accept the truth you refuse to see
So tightly tied your identity inside
A world of lies, a broken mind
"You don't know what you don't know"
What I tell them, what they tell me
Can't we reconcile spirit with science
And recognize they're the same damn thing?
You don't know what you don't know
We accept the truth you refuse to see
So tightly tied your identity inside
A world of lies, a broken mind
"You don't know what you don't know"
What I tell them, what they tell me
Can't we reconcile spirit with science
And recognize they're the same damn thing?

First doctor to discover that washing his hands first
Stopped a lot of mothers from dying of childbirth
He was mocked and lost his mind, drinking with a bad thirst
He got locked up and he died in the loony bin, of course
He did not get recognized until it was much too late
He was beaten and he died of sepsis in two weeks
The same infection he tried to prevent became his fate
Because they did not know why washing hands could change a thing
This was back before bacteria had been observed
The idea of a force that can't be seen was thought absurd
Today the situation is the same old conversation
If you cannot measure a spirit or an angel or a demon
Then it must not exist. Where is the openness?
Egoic bias based in historic superstition
Automatic rejection without honest investigation
Of millions of experiences has burned away the bridge
Think about that man who said just wash your hands
Such a similar fate to those burned at the stake
Ostracized and crucified for speaking truth they viewed as lies
Departing from the story line that his institution liked
When science and religion get taken to extremes
They mirror each other; it's a prison of beliefs
Of a heavenly father that they've never even seen
Or reduce it all to matter because what else could there be?
What I've been trying to tell you is that we can all meet god
Don't think I'm taking favor with religion cause I'm not
I agree and disagree with science just as much
As I agree and disagree with a bible or a book
We're going to discover that the mystics have been right
Everything is love and there is life beyond life
Everything is science, different frequencies of light
And everything is spirit too; there needn't be a fight

Another attempt to articulate telepathic mushroom lessons
This is an abstract insight I had last fall
Sitting on that hill down the road from the church
Everything is the same thing
Science and spirituality aren't opposites
Not even two sides of a coin
They're a continuum. Spirit creates and feeds matter
There is a mechanism and a mathematical reflection for everything
For thousands of years, the two hemispheres of our brains
Have been programmed against each other
But they can actually work together
And that's where deeper levels of truth, power, and divine connection start to appear
Everything is one thing
We are god and god is us
And the two make one
And the one makes two
The multiverse is the body of god
Our universe is a quark and every quark is a universe
And there is no end and no beginning
And no limit to the dimensions of existence
And the infinite imagination of the endless
The creator and the created are both separate and identical at the same time
Everything is one thing