Doors of perception
The story about doors mostly hidden
to keep elusions not forbidden
Doors that shape shift to ones liking
inherited desire so very inviting
Monument entrance royal fanfare
for the narcissist and all its care
Procrastinated sand castle melt
instant illusion dopamine felt
Door of complacency in odd shape
reality check ups and its take
Misty clouds as entrance of fame
profound words so valuable same
Automatic doors for the manipulator
pride of the patriotic administrator
Time slip passage to excess gadget
wasting no time pageant
Self-chain establishments hooks
sacrificing success stories in books
Echoes from the doors of eternity
little true established certainty
Squeaky little garden gate
humble souls knowing their fate
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https://robertrittel.blogspot.com Living virtualistic through myself. The road I wanted to follow choose me and I can see the cosmos to know itself. I remember only moments where my actions manifested the belief of my passion, choosing my next universe through what I have learned in this one. My fears got lost in dreams, sensing what needed to be done with no thinking. I believe in fairy tales, especially with dragons and how to tame them. I do not need any strange faith to worship that celestial brilliance. Dismissing everything what insults my soul and faithful in those small things, because it is in them where our strength is.
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