January 25, 2006
I feel like my mind is slowly unravelling
like pieces of an old puzzle
eaten by dust, insects, and time itself.
I do not deem it queer to spend
a whole day, wasting as they say,
for me it is productive.
My feet can only take me so far
while my mind set loose can bring me
to borders of heaven and hell
if not those places themselves.
i find happiness in knowing i can still
Not the thinking that most men do
but the thinking that emanates from
the want of knowledge.
Thinking that is forced, is bereft of meaning
I may not be able to solve academic enigmas
apply critical thinking to equations.
It doesnt appeal to me for i can
reach conclusions and probabilities that
no simpleton's "forced" mind can go
I am free
Because i know that everything is nothing
and yet it is everything because all "matter"
are not what they seem...
Use your mind and senses and you will know
everything is not what they seem.