No one saw what I seen in a dream understand, contemplate, and it seems, it's the cream of the crop 'cos I can't stop, without [a new faith?] that you're still top. In my dream, see, it's evil, running through, I am deceitful, on a level to levitate, can't wait to anticipate, everything I feel the whole - day. From the second I woke up, [I don't wanna be] Where are we going? What am I searching for? What am I looking for, more constantly? ...[sins]? ...? It makes no sense, but nonsense is the best sense I can find ...
Seek a explanation when I move through space or not, my destination, see the light, see the light, climb through wormhole, jump through gravity, let my mind unfold, expand the man that you positively [are seen but it's zone uncool], it's so scientific, but I say what I know, as I get down, float into the [space flow].
It's a scene in the edge of the universe, which is dazzling as diamonds in the sunlight, frighteningly beautiful, ah, violently colourful, and now, now we see that I can contemplate who I am, my place as a human, and assumin' I'm [a piece of stolen?] ??? ... combined ... trying to contemplate and weigh up what's in my mind. See, a century; my physiology is a topic, now ready to explode all that my mentals overload.
Take control, unfold, like a lotus flower, the scientifical astronical astrogical local power that comes through me, and pursues me, and it soothes me, as I get down low, try to see the [vision/baby?], try to grab the flow, try to climb up, get down, get between, but I can't see my hope was even dreamed.