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The Quantum Deja-Vu Mandela Effect

I Finally Figure Out How To
Express A Thought Simply...
And Refine The Words To
Their Core, For Effect...

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Then I Come Back To It
Later, And It Surely Means
The Opposite Now...

!!!!!!

Perhaps I Had
Generalized Just Right?

*Magic Hat*

-Gray Squirrel

09-02-2025

Deja Vu, A Love Written in the Stars, A Musical Video Duet

Deja Vu – A Love Written in the Stars 

Plato tells us that in the beginning, humans were created with four arms, four legs, and two faces. Fearing their strength, Zeus split them apart, leaving each to wander the earth in search of their missing half. I prefer to believe the more romantic truth —

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Déjà vu, a strange, fleeting sensation—moment eerily familiar,
Parallel realities bleed into one another, align, and then bewilder. 

Deja Vu

Deja Vu. 
Turns around with you. 
Double vision turns to a single fiber. 
Which grapples with you.

Deja Vu. 
We count on this feeling. 
Spin around like a speck of nothing. 
Try to count again. 

Deja Vu. Deja Vu. 
Lasts as long as outer space. 
Brings outer space into our view. 
When we try to pick

Deja Vu

I am not bitter
I am just not in love
My heart isn’t stimulated with chemicals 
Making things feel light and airy
Like anything is possible 
I am not bitter 
I am just waiting 
So patiently it’s painful
Knowing you are out there
Living your life 
Praying that you want the same
I pictured you the other night so clear
You were

Interview On Mirrored Deja Vu

ME:
Deja vu-
   It startles me at times.
       Like a mirror, coming before me;
          A conversation
               An interaction
Almost anything-
   Exact in every detail

A Deja Vu Experience

How often we visit a place and feel that we have been there before in a past life. 
Quote by poet.

I went to France for the very first time and decided to go exploring, 
the girl at the hotel told me about the beautiful woods that were nearby.
She gave me a map and I got in

Deja Vu

I used to care a bit before but
I really don't care much no more
You threw our love out of the door but
Feels like I've been here once before
So I really should've seen this coming

This Deja Vu
Just makes me move
Wherever the wind takes me
I really don't wanna lose
Feels like I'm coming unglued
Waiting on someone to save

A CERTAIN DEJA VU HAPPENS poetrix

         On certain rainy afternoons
        I smell anamnestic perfumes
        love... axiom or incarnation!

Deja vu

déjà vu; we’ve seen this before
logic says it cannot be so
have we walked through a time warp door
we can rest not, until we know

perhaps we’re perched on time’s hilltop
déjà vu; we’ve seen this before
reality shifts, doubts don’t stop
truth of what is, we can’t ignore

yielding, we give silence the floor
whence we see that life is a

Deja vu Again

A slumbering mind drifting in time, far out on the Ithacan shores,
Striving to sleep while trying to seek another pristine, poetic door.

With words of wonder, praying for plunder deep down in the cell’s domains,
Like Jonah in a whale, a humpback’s tail or looking out from a drop of rain. 

Where insanity ensues the better of

DEJA VU

       Our time deja vu...
      it is past experience,
     in some other spheres...

Deja vu

I recently had a deja vu 
that made me feel sad
and  down as if I had 
just caught the flu.


As I stood under a full moon
I was once again caught in your cocoon
and I once again smelt the perfume
that was produced when our hearts were in full bloom.

I honestly do not want a redo
of

Deja vu

As crashing waves collide with sand,
It’s pictured in the water's sway–
relentless, as a tide's demand
to wash the tracks of yesterday.

Yet, as it ebbs, new prints appear
in place of those erased by sea;
each step an echo, crisp and clear,
a silent, screaming memory.

Her eyes, like windows to the past,
as forceful as the ocean's surge–
to heal, then break

Deja vu

Have you ever seen a peony under a candle light?
It makes the space mystical.
A safe enchanted heaven.
I feel that I was here before 
Back in another time, 
Back in a different century, 
When people believed in magic. 
Then we were together 
you kissed my forehead while I was reading my book,
Paradiso by Dante. 
You we

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