Quailia

Waves of light
Feed us information
Make the most of what we’ve got
All the world’s
A puppet show
Eyes close like curtains
Axons tug like strings
All the world’s
Interpreted
From within our heads
Reality
Was already
Virtual
No telling what you perceive
No telling what you believe
No preventing what you perceive
No lamenting what you believe
Know that we know, long way to go
Until we learn what it means to be
Know we know, long way to go
Know that we know
There’s a long way to go
Until we learn what it means to be
Know that we know, long way to go
Open your eyes to the way that we see
This piecemeal reality
Consisting of best guesses, pride, and faith
Open your eyes to the way that we see
This piecemeal reality
Consisting of best guesses, pride, and faith
Consisting of, consisting of, consisting of
Consisting of best guesses, pride, and faith
It’s all an illusion
A trick of the mind