Luyện nghe bài hát Pyre

When you opened eyes on the world for the first time as a child
How brilliant the colors
a jewel the sun was
What marvel the
How incredibly alive the trees
And to love again and
And have people to we are deeply attached
Go to and never wake up
And the laughter echoes in one's mind
But then the echo
The memory, the are all gone
All efforts and all your achievements
All your attainments into dust, nothingness
What is the
What to you?
The idea of God as the
The architect of the
It makes you feel that life is, all, important
there is someone who cares
It has meaning, it has
And you are in the eyes of the Father
But after a while it got
The superstition, the myth, the unfounded idea
Why does anybody believe
So you become an
And then you terrible after that because you got rid of God
But that you got rid of yourself
You're nothing but a machine
And your idea you're a machine is just a machine too
A in the system
So if you think that that's the way are
You feel to the world
You feel that the world is a neurological
Into which you got caught

You run from the maternity to the crematorium and that's it
it
So if you're a kid you commit suicide
Now I want to propose another idea all
The you
Is not a puppet which life around
The you
The real deep down you is the universe
You confine yourself to what happens inside the skin
Your skin doesn't separate you the world, it's a bridge
But just as a magnet polarizes in north and south but its all one magnet
So experience polarizes itself as "self" and "other" but all one
What you call the "external world" is as you as your own body
Most people think that when they open they're and look around
That what they are is outside
It seems, it, that you are behind your eyes
We haven't realized that and death, black and white
Good and evil, being and non-being, from the same center.
When you look for your own particularized center of
is separate from everything else, you won't be able to find it
The only way you'll know it isn't there is if you look enough, to find out that it isn't there
It isn't there at all, isn't a separate you
There are, in physical reality, no such as separate events
People can't be out of illusions
If a believes that the earth is flat
You can't talk him out of that, he that it's flat
He'll go down to the window and see its obvious, it looks flat
So the only way to convince him that it isn't is to say: "Well let's go and the edge"