Hypnerotomachia Poliphili (Canonical) · Track 448 · middle
The Room That Subtracted Everything
John C. Lilly
Lyrics
[Verse 1] You floated in the dark tank, synaptic plasticity blooming— salt water cradling your cortex like a phantom limb remembers touch. Theta waves rolled through your hippocampus, consolidating visions no terrestrial mind had mapped before: dolphins clicking love, consciousness unspooling like myelin sheaths rewiring faster, brighter. Your interoception sharpened—heartbeat, breath, the electric skin sensing what the tank's sensory deprivation stripped away, then rebuilt in quantum leaps. You grinned at nothing and it grinned back, axonal branching like kelp forests reaching toward bioluminescent truth. Neurogenesis humming its ancient song: *become more*. [Chorus] You taught the silence how to sing, you dove where light refuses entry, you mapped the inner ocean, and came back more alive than before. The tank became your cathedral, your laboratory, your lover's arms— dissolved the boundary between seeker and the sought. [Verse 2] Mirror neurons fired as you predicted consciousness itself, modeling cetacean minds, proprioceptive wonder. Cortical remapping reshuffled your sensory cortex— you could taste intention, see intention blooming, long-term potentiation strengthening each synapse that whispered: *there is more, there is always more*. Your phantom self floated free from flesh-bound certainty, laughing at the walls between self and other, human and cetacean, matter and the unmeasurable. [Chorus] You taught the silence how to sing, you dove where light refuses entry, you mapped the inner ocean, and came back more alive than before. The tank became your cathedral, your laboratory, your lover's arms— dissolved the boundary between seeker and the sought. [Bridge] In absolute isolation, you discovered absolute connection. In the dark, your synapses learned to glow. [Chorus] You taught the silence how to sing, you dove where light refuses entry, you mapped the inner ocean, and came back more alive than before. The tank became your cathedral, your laboratory, your lover's arms— dissolved the boundary between seeker and the sought. [Outro] The water holds you still— floating in the profound dark, conscious, grinning, alone in the company of everything.