In my head I see a perfect world, a utopia of mind. I see the beauty of it all and it makes me wonder, why can't it be this way in truth? But sadly not to be. Everything comes crashing down around the feet rather quickly when one climbs out of one's own head. Oh to remember tranquility.
I saw a stream, so i sat by it for a while. Throwing stones into its abyss, counting the seconds between splashes. I remember that, it was surreal.
I saw a path, so i followed it for a short time. It brought me to a seat, randomly positioned in the middle of some where and it amused me. I remember that.
i remember.
if only i could remember the answers to the riddles they keep asking. It was unsettling to hear a tree ask about steamless trains.
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