Given free will but within certain limitations
I cannot will myself to limitless mutations
I cannot know what I would be
If I were not me, I can only guess me
So when I say that I know me
How can I know that, what kind of spider
Understands arachnophobia?
I have my senses and my sense
Of having senses
Do I guide them or they me?
The weight of dust exceeds the weight
Of settled objects, what can it mean
Such gravity without a center?
Is there freedom to un-be?
Is there freedom from will to be?
Sheer momentum makes us act
This way or that way, we just invent
Or just assume a motivation
I would disperse, be disconnected
Is this possible?
What are soldiers without a foe?
Be in the air but not be air
Be in the no air, be on the loose
Neither compacted nor suspended
Neither born nor left to die
Had I been free?
I could have chosen not to be me
Demented forces push me
Madly round a treadmill
Demented forces push me
Madly round a treadmill
Let me off please, I am so tired
Let me off please, I am so very tired

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