Searching in the linearity For what will satisfy The yearning heart And the longing soul Is fruitless We must dive beneath the waves Into the vertical dimension Beyond time’s limited offerings Inside our own being Who is it that truly knows themselves In these days of surface living The wise man, or woman, Stands out among the fools And sees clearly the veils of illusion The only journey for truth is inwards And for that journey We must be prepared To become naked To dissolve false and erroneous beliefs To unpack the conditioned self And to fall into the unknown Truth is only found in the unknown.