Limited short poem

sensations sense the limited

bound by the apertures that read time

my conditioned mind

interprets the words that come through

in streams, as lines of information

a matrix of data, through the windows

of the sensual eyes,


faded account of the divine

faded by the limitations of

the limited mind. I exhaust

my energies through whatever means

Necessary. To try and find that spark

again, to revive once more,

Reality before the senses tore

it into two. The real and

the dream,

But the more I try to escape

from the unreal, further I plunge into the dream,

It is better to abandon all hope or desire

To escape or to thrive

To plunder or to derive

To feel pleasure rather than pain,

Better instead to just allow.

And simply remain.

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