Philosophy in The fourth Dimension

If there was a Philosophy in the 5th Dimension.
Oh and if there was a place in the 5th dimension.
If the imagination could be squared,
A new wave of information.
If you could send me a post on FB,
Oh what would I write next?
I want to unlock the secrets.
The mindful secrets
The telepathy that could link us.
A drop of in the atmosphere?
The surface of the water,
or the edge of the Atmosphere;
Oh and we could float on top of the air?
When will we ever reach the surface?
We are drowning at the bottom,
Of a swirling, whirling, ocean of air
We know it's there
We just don't realize
What is the ocean?
That permeated outer space?
An ocean of particles?
Or radiation?
And could you take me there,
to that ocean?
Where we could float to the surface?
Where we would not drown.
I can hold my breath down here for tens of years.
And it's a potent environment in many a ways;
Yet I wish we could die together.
Yet we forget to die...
We just aren't that clever.
We are not able to handle the way we are alive.
Still stuck beneath the surface,
We are slowly drowning,
under pressure.
Unable to escape the Earth's fatal attraction,
We are stuck.
A new life is what we need.
A new planets is what we want.
A verdict is what we look for.
The whirlwinds of spring.
A spring in America.
We could live,
If only we could leave.
We are prisoners.
Yet Mother Earth tried taking care of us.
It has proven to be difficult.
We have a mixed life.
When we can hold our breath,
it is the breath,
measured in years...