The Rule of 72 Track

Square Feet

I’ll escape
As everything
Is given up
Disappearing into one
Swallowed up by ecstatic undulation

You are light
You are love
You are me

I am you
You are everything
And muting out the voices
There is no going back
This is the art of dying

You’re caught up
No one is doing anything
There’s nothing left to do

Floating away
Your former beliefs

All is maya
Maya
Maya
Maya
Maya