The Late Night Moral Owl
Supposed that life is not a limitation
Supposed that it stands, strips each and every casement of the mysteries
Penetrate the time limits
Penetrate the gray shutter
An illegible wilderness
A term that created to never stop
Each individual is like running but does not stepping
Is like carried away into the mainstream of nowhere
Restrictions unstoppable
Once in a while we confined and defined
You feel like understand, but more over in guessing
You were trapped in a perception of your virtual world
The elapsed labyrinth was the history by you
Created over the ideas and shapes of you
Say that you've been created by the basis of world's presumptions
Will it be better than stripped by the dimension of infinite freedom?
“If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is - infinite.”
-William Blake
Yanny Widjanarko
Dec'14, 2013
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