The Big Void

Searching for new sensations

To fill the void

Being surrounded by

Neurotic people creates

A feeling of being drained

NO energy left

Just a lot of musts

Aura

We are mostly blind

Things are not visible

For the eye

Our senses well calibrated

Cannot see ultraviolet light or sense

Radioactive areas

Nor do we see bacteria or virus

We just accept that those things

Exist in reality together with us

Unlike dragons and dinosaurs

Aura is much more than that

A part of us, surrounding us

Our senses are connected

With the world

Aura is a part of that

But does it really exist?

When times are though

I hide in my mountains

Creating a world

A great world of my own

It is the reality and still

Completely fantasy

A paradox in itself

But my journey is starting

Here and Everywhere

I go

I carry

This World

Of my own

The Depth of Life

Life is so divided

Polarized between

The social surface

The struggle underneath

It is seldom we see

The depth of reality

Like the bottom of the sea

But the depths are magic

Our journeys there are

Painful a loss of faith

But is the only

Way to go

Creative Loss

I am calculating my loss

As always it is difficult

To think, to have hope

But it is just a mode

A perception

Not reality itself

That will never be known

Or understood

The Great Illusion

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

Fantastic Vision

One night I dreamt that

Every human was free

Each one living in their own tree

A small treehouse for each one of us

In a green utopia

But I woke up in the desert

Cold and frozen

The trees had left

For a better forest

And I just walked around

N absolute horror