Eternal Boundlessness

[Intro: scratched samples] Who am I? I'm the substance that will make your third eye cry Who Jah bless, let no man curse Who am I? I'm the substance that will make your third eye cry Who Jah bless, let no man curse Ill be on 'em like a message from god Who Jah bless, let no man curse Knowledge of self will make emcees play hard [Verse 1: ATMA] The transcendental autocrat beyond birth and death On the path of perfection with the map of the essence I eternally endeavor, know the ledge god head elevation The matchless gift in this garden of God I see the spiritual world But it's hard to see through this illusory movie I strive to be conscious of my own immortality Ineffable vision beyond the astral sphere So ascend within innerspace deathless, samadhi Aware I'm not the body but the physical The astral, the causal, the spirit soul be infinity Underneath the three bodies made of light drawn energy Self manifested pure consciousness will laugh at death Throw off a bag of flesh Several bodies a fusion ready for ascension Through infinite dimensions, no fear, no tension Bust the science of the self, realization of the soul Transmigration of the atma transpersonal I'm on the inner journy through the spirutual skies Back to godhead, the kingdom of God is realized Know you're not the body or the mind in this illusionary world Not of it, look above it, son Cuz it's truely not the place for we, look 3rd visually A place of birth, old age, death, and suffering [Hook: ATMA] We're internal, with eternal boundlessness The inner self spark of God be infinite Y'all, light's too bright for unawakened eyes of men I transcend, bend space-time, ascend Through the internal, eternal boundlessness The inner self spark of God be infinite Y'all, light's too bright for unawakened eyes of men Peace be still, know God dwells within [Verse 2: ATMA] The observer is the universe, I said it yo Prophetic through phonetic flows Rapping intellects with introspect, son Check the way of reason, sages versus demons Pages of soliliquois and the things be in the void I meditate fast, pray past the milky way Seven chakra galaxies lay within inner space Youth the age birth to death, the dead weight of inertia Takes the breath back to the unmanifest Perceive 3rd visually within lies eternity In the world of illusion, cosmic delusion Made of atoms molecules, subatomic particles Five elements, mind intelligence The dream consciousness of the omnipresent person Infinite universes eminate from his pores Billions of galaxies full of planets be the Lord's See the source within all and the all within the stars The one has become many. Who sent me? A phoenix, when in flight I give light to dark cities Full of strangers, anger, psychic torture chambers I make them split in two, spittin' jewels at these fools [Hook] [Verse 3: ATMA] I came to bring the science that God's rocking the stages I am no man, from no man's land, the nomad of the ancients Beyond the bounds of physical science, mystical reliance My constructing power building towers in defiance The lions' meditation becomes communication Mad spirits descend through the tongue of the seraphim Blend quantum physics revelations of the mystics Transpersonal psychology, ideology infinite The etheric cord resonates universal law From the breath of the creator made from two arms of God All glories to Bhagavan, my pulse Paramatma Killing demonic contact, last lap around the zodiac Beyond solar systems and astrological archetypes Pure light and effulgence emanates from the mic Omni lyrical incarnations, bars from star constellations Celestial geometry, tetrahedran isocoles Toss emcees with the God degree Through the all-seeing eye divine hypotheses From subtle to gross I studied the Most High The 3rd eye awoke from the psychic slumber [Hook] [Outro: scratched samples as in Intro]