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consciousness

tell me the difference
between dreams and reality.
it does not make any sense
to breathe air so dense.
so why do People not see
that they truly are free.

They are floating fore and back.
all is right and clear.
They can even make out the shack.
but then it starts to go black.
now They start to fear.
the farmland begins to smear.

i watch Them float away.
They look confused and tired,
and don't realize they could stay.
the cloud comes without delay.
Their vision now completely blurred;
Their struggle is now differed.

if i ruled the hearts of All,
i would push Them from behind.
away from the cloud They would fall.
the land would begin to crawl.
everything would return to mind,
and reality again They would find.

consciousness is precarious;
it requires active thought to maintain it.

-david rbV
 


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