Beyond the
veil.
Covering
reality.
Shielding our
view.
Drawn in front
all around.
Everywhere,
controlled.
Seeing,
knowing only
what’s allowed.
Opened our eyes,
here we are.
Where is here?
What is here?
Is it all
there is?
Believe what
we see?
Is there more?
Is it
really that
simple?
What’s outside,
beyond our view?
Our reality
fixed, set
in place.
Immortal beings,
are we.
Old beyond time,
infinite matrixes
to explore.
Moving from
one, to another.
No connection
between.
Keeping immortality
fresh and new.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 17th, 2018 11:31
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 12
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