Dreamin’, I let my thoughts drift away overseas,
still, no one will follow me or even fathom the challenge,
I test the balance,
swoop up all intuitions in my talons,
slice away reality, embrace the illusory,
paint a picture so vivid I’m livin’ in lucid dreams,
where space and time don’t matter,
atomic waves will splatter, like scrambled eggs on platters,
I’m climbing the ladder – downwards,
and some might say that’s just some backwards steps,
so let me catch my breath to descend in ocean depths,
strokin’ the flow of water, to travel in motioned reps,
in the deep blue jazz, bumpin’ rhythmic beats eternal,
tones reborn from the ash, at the core of Earth’s inferno,
thermal vision spots the incision of plasmatic cracks in the crust where temperatures risen, a higher realm where colors ain’t on the prism,
unlock the mind escapin’ this prison,
that’s what I recommend when visitin’ the parallel mission.
sitting, pondering the essences of life and its greater meaning. what does it all mean? do i have some purpose? what makes life well, life? lively? i want to know.
is there some great beyond or are we really alone and merely just a speck of dust that will soon wither and die only to decompose in the ground. do we simply just live then die and are stuck in the ground, the end, no greater something after the years on earth being “alive.”
i hear all around different answers with similar qualities that lead me to be hopeful.
hope. such a small word with big meaning. hope seems to be the strongest or weakest aspect of life and of humans. is life living hopefully? i don’t know. i seem to ponder these thoughts but never getting closer to the answer only further away. floating further away, as if a strong wind is carrying me away to a greater beyond. one can only hope that i find what it means to be alive in this lifetime.