Refining Conciousness
the brain is a quantum tunnel
acting as a needle eye
photons entering a shallow funnel
allowing either side to spy
how it does not explode
i do not know… why?
why wont it go down that road?
why does it not just combust?
0……
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the sun shines its rays
and the brain sheds its rust
the moon becomes a maze
and the rest is turnt to dust
a needle in a haystack
is what our reality becomes
like aliens on crack
we all want to have fun
a puzzle game ive been given
unravel the truth within
whether you be a man or woman
or dog, cat, snake, or fish
find your opposite
only they will fit
into the heart shaped hole
that sits inside your chest
take up your sole role
put on your best vest
its now time to roll
in your soul you must invest
the stars see you
and you can see the stars
each side can spy
through the needle eye
the fabric of space and time
are woven through the needle eye
along one single thread
woven to make a great grand spread
loop de loop and a loop and a loop
loopy loop. loop.
loop
dupe
we are the ones who weave this wove
our weapon, the needle eye
because reality we doth loath
our goal, to reach the sky
and fly high
because the end is nigh
constantly kept in a state of mass panic
fed with propaganda and blatant lies
Copyright © Benjamin Mcdream | Year Posted 2023
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