I've just listened to a speech about talking in your head
What makes those words if I don't make a sound
What is making my voice without no movement
What ears can hear no vibration at all
Then we close our eyes and can see the unseen
Past, present and the future of all things
Is it my mind, is it my heart, is it every organ that stops me falling apart.
I can see my own being when I shut away what I know
Escape to a reality I sort of control, there is alot of conflict
But everyone's a hero and it turns out for the best
Then there are those moments I can not forget
Bring back a friend or making the other choices
These memories and moments aren't just pictures in my head
They're events that play out in my being where everyone is
Every soul I make contact with starts to stroll my inner streets
Their events mixed with mine making worlds collide
The more I see outside
The deeper I build inside
The better I know outside
The richer I understand inside
The most I feel outside
The stronger I love inside
The further I search outside
The gracefully I let go inside
Writing like this to the outside
Will bring this being from the inside
To bend these illusions and time
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Poetic Dan (
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Good poem, PD! The mind is a curious thing. You are right, you do have to know the outside to understand the inside. Like yin and yang, good and bad. There is a balance. But can we really bend illusion and time? Gravity will bend space time, so maybe mind can bend illusion?
Trying so hard to think of a reply... Nothing.
Wait I got it, nope it's gone, I'll see if any of the dogs know while on my walks ;l
Good questions of where our inner senses begin and how - - I like too the way the verse ends with a positive reminder in the final lines. Great read Dan
Very kind, thank you. Maybe we are never ment to know
Wow, an interesting piece on our minds, this is something I occasionally think about, but you've expressed it better than I could without a doubt. Brilliant piece!
Very kind my friend your words are definitely a reflection of mine and no doubt you could whizz round this. Glad it resonated with you.
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