2005-06-03 - 10:45 a.m.
Infinite possibilities lie within this most finite reality Boundaries existing only for the macroscopic world Beneath our perception reality is hidden in the subtext Therein lies the great dance of indeterminate possibilities Oh, to be a quark, able to pass in and out of here at will Knowing temporal and existential truth in my existence I wish that I could be one of the charmed or the strange Twinkling for but a moment on the edge of this perception Real and unreal simultaneously, free from all the laws Acting outside of the mathematics that govern everything Perhaps that defines the passing, a grand timeless release Energy suffers no creation, no destruction only transition Following the transition will our souls still be able to sing? Do we then join the Orchestra of the universe beneath us? If all that has past sings in the empty-full space, who listens? Seems as if only the mad are aware of the eternal underworld Is it only madness that can hear, or in hearing are we driven so? How can the mind continue in a world that is only an illusion? Mass hysteria, a collective delusion, the lies that we were sold I have seen the man behind the curtain and I can not get back
I wish you Peace
~alison~
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