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
The Big Void
Reality As A Projekt
Tired after trying
Failure is not
The issue
But lack of lust
Joyful playfulness
Water and stones
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Rumours
Making love in the afternoon sun
Is a very attractive feature
Far, far away from any reality
Only happens in pornography
Nowadays
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Split Vision, Split Will
We are not
What we think
We are but something
Entirely different
My life is spilt between
Reality and dreams of achievement
That mix does not work together
So I am completely lost forever
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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?
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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