25 June 2011

Potpourri

Sometimes I wonder where my brain has gone?
As I gaze off into something that doesn't belong
A wall is a wall, but there is something more
When I look through the ceiling or into the floor.
The parallel world overlaid on our own
With different laws to abide and be shown.
I tap into this actualization, enlightened as one
Until I awake and know that my dream is done
It cannot be pinpointed or known for sure,
But takes some belief to take on that tour.
It brings peace of mind to know it is there
Yet simply can be too much to bear.

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