A Place To Rest The Mind
I am a wessel
Nothing more or less
Filled with the garbage of our time
It’s hope, fantasies and illusions
I act upon what I understand
I bully myself upon the belief
That our unfortunate is
And that failure should
Be punished by death and misfortune
The religion of our times
Our vision changes
New passions new fears
Nothing remains the same
Still almost everything remains
The surface and the depth changes
What we talk about changes
Unthinkable things like
Talking about sex or admitting
Psychiatric diagnosis in public
Becomes the new normal
Our patterns stay the same
No one will see us
Because in all that visibility
We are invisible
Only the cold stone
In the bottom of the cave
Confirms in their own way
Our physical existence
Our life’s are filled with control
Disruption are part of that control
Changing our behavior and thinking
Life tend to be even more controlled
Afterwards until there are so much
Control that freedom is the exception
That is a truly destructive illusion
Fitting our time and mind
The waves tell a different story
Everything will end eventually
That is the very nature of things
While we are here
Life seems so permanent
When in fact everything
Is floating on the
Waves of time and matter
Freedom is a great illusion
The worst form of dream
The one that exist
But will never reach us
Reality is the best thing
Still a really great illusion
So many holes in our perception
We change ways and our mind
Is always lost in that situation
We are lost in ourselves
Whatever we do
Our mind is our prison
Re
Trapped in the dreams
Created for us
By all the others
Our family, nation and faith
We lived in invisible chains
All those illusions
Great to encounter
To experience
Leaving my life empty
And void
Fulfilling other people’s
Dreams
The mind is very limited
Resting on old assumptions
Fantasies and distorted conclusions
All that is good
Just enough
When I drink my tea
During
Sunset
This is a truly
Bad day a time
For failure
And suffering
But…
I am enjoying the sun
Why waste time
On trying the illusion of success
When life is just outside the window
the world turns on a word
I'm just another dreamer...
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