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Rated: E · Poetry · Philosophy · #1798277
Life is a vicious cycle...
My mind is slipping, but i don't much care,
the thoughts recycle, I'll see them again.
Conclusions I've found before, familiarity.
Particles of the universe drawn towards my energy,
not to be shared, apparently, but its okay,
I am me. I'd like to have more, but I'm all I need.

It's as if there is a landslide inside my head.
It has no beginning, and so far no end;
Uphill falls down, but now it's only level again.
Until the foundation quakes once more, my time will be spent
building a structure that feels more solid and sturdy,
so maybe it won't fall next time around,
burying me in troubles as it's recently done.
In retrospect, I don't mind so much, it makes me tough
and helps me distinguish between
what i passionately want to bring to life from fantasy.
Life is but a dream, so i must form my own reality.

My thoughts are slipping, but I don't mind much,
emotions will always be my strongest ally,
keeping me connected to both planes,
but at more of a third person point of view.
Sometimes i must look through first person perspective,
though if i peer too far inside
I find dynamite and it's just too tempting...
"Can I turn my hill into some sort of volcano?"
So I don't venture too deep inside my psyche,
'cause burrowing through my spiritual knowledge
doesn't cause so much trouble or make such a mess.
When I am able to access my spirit
and my spiritual self explores my mind,
it's a totally different scene!
wonderful, strange, I find myself astounded;
Chaos is beauty. The universe is beautiful.
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