mind games

        As the wind blows    My mind tends to move as that piece of paper flowing in the gust of air that is moved by this power, This power that is more than just carbon dioxide and oxygen rolling around with a force greater than the speed of light. My mind  tends to move as that wave flowing undulate awaiting to crash at the shore but it rides endlessly because there is no beach to land on. But, as it goes, It goes to an endless nowhere, A somwhere with nothing, A matrix with no creator, A vortex with no wormhole, A galaxy with no stars, see, my mind moves but what's really moving it?