Luyện nghe bài hát …Powdered Water Too

If someone grew up in a as Plato once suggested
They would only know the and not the world outside it
And they view the cubicle as something geometric
We only know it's a cubicle we live outside it

Now the one inside the can't comprehend his measurements
Because measurements are models up for and by observers
Relative to their position on the outside of the
Though objectively so they can study further

If I grew up in a the walls are in my universe
I have no knowledge of the like the outsiders do
If you follow what I say and can swallow the powdered
Close your eyes and open your minds, one's for you

And the brain equals a cubicle we'll never outside it
Now inside try to tie a diagram to modify them
I'm as a hybrid of a body of a pirate
Of a that can fly without control

Realizing the brain at six billion signals per second
And of which are hidden and not given to the senses
Whether to do a few futile primitive to perception
in a universal pool of first hand deception

The job is to recieve the signals
And block out the that don't coincide with imprinted symbols
That way the you obtained is recognized
is thinkable and comparable to space and time

It makes a map of the territory gives us
The topic of the Copenhagen of modern quantum
Physics which states we know the meal
We only know the that our brains tell us is real

We don't know the of our heads
From inside cubicles we cant see the truth
No one really knows exactly happens when we think
Therefore we can really ever know anything

is the consciousness revolution
You got the right to
think about it just do it
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