You can watch a video for my new song, “Tables and whims”, here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d3H56j73RLA
These are the lyrics of the song, told from the perspective of a subjectivist:
Wishful ghosts have made me function,
all the world is now at stake
No more ghosts, no more distractions
I’ll take care of all the rest
But there’s a table in my way
How I wish it went away
But my wish is not enough
In spite of everything they said to me
All of this is my invention
All is just the way I see
Used to ponder your abstractions
Till I found there is no “it”
But there’s a table in my way
How I wish it went away
But my wish is not enough
In spite of everything they said to me
If all of this is my creation,
if all is just the way I see,
if I am capable of wanting
then why is there just nothing there indeed?