So Fragile So Deep
So fragile so deep
So fragile minds have we that sometimes we scare ourselves in our sleep
When in fact the scariest parts of our lives are in reality often not realising the danger is deep
Do we mask ourselves from the sub conscience to live life only aware of things that we seek?
Controlling them both simultaneously is impossible so the sub conscience is the tap that always is a leak
This explains seeing things differently than normal like floating on a giant Jelly bean whilst talking on the telephone to God so to speak
Introverted minds tend to be able to walk through the door of the third eye coming and going sketching marvellously complicated pictures that no one can explain each and every week
This Earth could well be a figment of someone’s mind in a total different universe looking to the stars wondering whether we exist or was the dream he had last night makes him a Frisbee throwing freak
I know I’m real but are you really reading this or was it in a film you glimpsed at in a dream you had before you died last year and now the ghost of your spirit is regurgitating this moment in your everlasting figment on a piece of glass that shined on a street
Copyright © Peter Kiggin | Year Posted 2014
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