Delusion.
Center
of the
universe.
Made
in the
image of.
Deluded.
Self
impressed.
Self
important.
By whose
measure?
Nothing
to measure
against.
Internal
data points
nothing
more.
Autobiographical.
Gazing
in the
mirror.
Seeing
all there
is to
see.
Swirling
in the
cosmic
wind.
Adrift
in false
reality.
Self
inflicted
delusion.
Grappling.
Dancing
with ghosts.
Nothing
is what
it seems.
Inhabiting
the finite.
Simple
place
to be.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 22nd, 2023 23:35
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
The centre of the Universe is within each of our own Universes John.
Andy
Yup, thats what it boils down to. Universes unto ourselves.
Thanks for reading Andy
JP
'Internal
data points
nothing
more.
Autobiographical.
Gazing
in the
mirror.
Seeing
all there
is to
see.
Swirling
in the
cosmic
wind.
Adrift
in false
reality.'
so very true, dear wise Poet
(how sad
existence's proximity to greatness
aside
its shadowing of hapless insignificance...)
Quite the conundrum. Thanks for reading LBM
JP
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