Follow the Blackfish to the caverns of the mind
Breathe in the silver fluid essence of the cosmic abyss
You're floundering hopeless in the dark crawling breathless, blind
Aching for some ripe unhatched notion still in its nonexistent bliss
Rid then yourself of your heavy heels; each a gravity's servant
Be free of your toes and heavy arms, broaden your eardrum
Live in your head as one all-seeing eyeball; the intuitive observant
Slither and slip outside of bone and sinew and enter the spectrum
Of nourishing ink and dark indigo brain milk
Be the water where you dive
Be the air that you need
Cast your own shadow spun of silk
Be sole sovereign of The Hive
Be your own airborne steed
Shut your senses and in the dead quiet make a lustrous wish
And follow the Blackfish!