Makes Sense

Preface
The only thing that makes sense in this world
is that which only you perceive thru your eyes, nose, ears, taste, touch
and all the other plethora of information sensors
located in, on, and around your whole body,
sometimes extending for miles and endless miles around,
strangely enough

All that you know is only that which you can sense.
How else do you know anything.
My teacher told me this
My teacher told me that
But it is I, only I who can see the sense of it

So

The only thing that can make sense to me, is that which only I can sense

So

I am what I sense

So

If I’m only that which I can sense

Therefore

all that I sense is me

There is no other thing, no other place to sing
There is no other one but me, no other one but me

It’s neither right nor wrong, It’s neither good nor bad
It’s just some feelings that make me glad which I now sense in me

Does this makes sense to thee my love?
Well sing it now in harmony.
Does this makes sense to thee my love
or is it all just baloney?