A Place To Rest The Mind
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
Madness comes in many
Shapes and forms
It is always something
New to be discovered
Maybe encyclopedic knowledge
Is one of them or
Narcissistic women busy
With being victim of
Every man in this world
And the next
Looking into the problem
Finding no solution
The best thing
Reaching out to the world
The world is busy
With itself
No time to listen
Just waiting for some
Form of release
That will never come
What to say?
That the world an empty hole?
Where we sparkle and die?
No not at all…
The only certain thing
Is that we haven’t found
What we are looking for
Since we don’t know where to look
And what to see and search
This is the end
My friend
The earth is going down
While you drink
Your coffee in town
It splits and nothing
Remains
Only the memories
In your brain
Outside the world
Inside my mind
Listening to the world
A plot to take over the world
A great idea
Just lacking the energy to do that
This is a great idea
We can change the world
Or not it does not matter
At least we try
Midnight is a bad time
For reflection
It is late and the mind
Moves in circles
But in that chaos
There are only one
Thing sticking
Do not lose your self
Perceiving threats
From everywhere
There are no safe places
Not even the inner self
Is without betrayal
And lies
I have to hide from my self
Hide from everything
Still staying alive in
This world somehow
the world turns on a word
I'm just another dreamer...
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