Dance of the mind
Encapsulated in a trance.
No voices, no sounds.
The solidity of my body,
It disintegrates in a whisper.
Dancing above in pushes and pulls,
My mind leaps.
Thought to thought.
Question to question.
Questions that mature,
Tall, strong and ever shifting.
Through this labyrinth of questions,
I quest to escape.
Turning and twisting,
Towards a feild of everlasting questions.
Ends are ever darkening,
And escape is beyond my reach.
My mind is lost,
And feels no ground.
With the separation of mind and body,
Where does one end and the other begin?
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Beyond The Wall
My mind gets lost in the reality of where we live. The life that we lead can be seen through filters are unknown to the souls of those who realize nothing of the world around them. Expression is what brings light to who we are and what we want to be. Nothing is set in stone, but everything has purpose. Everything has change.
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