Into the Abyss

I find myself starting a sentence here The growth of a seemingly logic idea Photosynthesizes in my mind It starts to disappear When the sky begins to shift And across the river I drift I end up over there Where “the grass is greener” The air looks cleaner On the contrary It smells like **** Rambling off into the abyss A bottomless pit tangled and bojangled words Particles of confusion from within Mixed with dust and allergens Photons expose the imperfection Dawning the rebellious infection Staring off into time This made up thing that we live by To contain us and restrain us from questioning why Does anyone have the answers here on earth? Or shall we adventure forth Into space We can leave now forget this place For maybe it does not exist Perception of reality dismissed Everything is backwards and people stand still We walk upside down And roll up the hill The sea is above is The sky is below We are a thousand Yet zero years old Time moves forward What if it went back? Or fast forwarded into the vast Universe What lies beyond, The furthest point we can see We can only theorize Fantasize About the beings Of cosmic proportions Epic distortions Of the way we believe Things ought to be