Confined.
Wrapped
in a bubble.
Bubble
of limitations.
Five senses
to know
it all.
Plying
the ether
of forever.
Infinite
forever.
Dimensionally
bounded,
limited.
Limited
to five
simple
senses.
Looking
through
a porthole.
Seeing
nothing,
but what
the porthole
allows.
Limited
capabilities
Limited
knowledge.
Limited
senses.
Enclosed,
cut off.
Human
condition.
Tip
of the
iceberg.
Ant
on an
anthill.
Seeing
not much.
Missing
virtually
all.
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Author:
John Prophet (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 13th, 2022 20:34
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Comments1
Yes we do have only five senses but there is also a strong thing called love that we can project to those in our world.
Andy
So true Andy. Thank you for reading JP
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