Nowhere Out There

From time to time, I cannot resist to make songs based on an idealistic world view. The lyrics of this one is here: NOWHERE OUT THERE For years I stood in lecture halls, chalk dust on my hands, told them all the world is built from particles and plans. Fields and forces, blind and cold, no meaning in their game, no one there to hear the cries, no one left to blame. With pride I drew the timeline out, from the first exploding light, to fragile cells and thinking minds emerging out of night. I broke the mystery down to rules, so simple, small, and neat, and wore it like a badge of truth, so rational, complete. But somewhere deep, a quiet doubt, a whisper in the noise, a fragile thought I pushed aside among my careful toys... All you see and all you hear, all you smell and feel, all your thoughts and time and space, is nowhere out there. And then one day, no different day, just walking through the trees, a million shades of living light, the wind, the birds, the breeze. The warmth, the depth, the endless detail flowing into me— and suddenly the question came: where is this, really? Not out there in a distant world, not scattered in the void— this vast and vivid universe was something I enjoyed… no—more than that—it was arising, right here where I stand, a living field of presence held within awareness’ hand. And in that shift, the walls dissolved, the distance disappeared, the knower and the known collapsed— the thing I always feared. All you see and all you hear, all you smell and feel, all your thoughts and time and space, is nowhere out there. No longer trapped behind my eyes, no longer just a part, the world was not outside of me— it moved within my heart. Not cold, not blind, not meaningless, but open, vast, alive, an intelligence unfolding in every breath I drive. All you see and all you hear, all you smell and feel, all your thoughts and time and space, is nowhere out there. And the one who sees it all, silent, wide, and clear— that is what you truly are, always, always here.