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Thought Progression
It really is amazing
How our minds can move quicker
As our bodies hibernate
In a way that is sleep
With eyes open
Changing the pace of our thoughts.
The difference between beating
Our egg-brains
With a whisk
And beating with an electric
How we can twist reality
Or realize things we did not see before
That seem to be unreal
Either too good or too devastating
To be true
Depending on how you look at it
How even our own minds can hide things
Tell us they aren't there
They never were
Pack tiny memories of pure pleasure
Deep deep within sadness
Where they will never be found
How they may conjure up whatever they wish
New feelings, new ideas
New fake insides to our hollow, skeletal existence
To make us think we have a meaning
More than to run around
Trying to make life worthwhile
The mind need not ask permission
From our consciousness
To do anything it wishes
And may decline requests and pleads alike
You cannot control where your thoughts will take you
Our where they will surface from out of the blue
And that, on a level, is an insanity
But one we are all sentenced to
