Befogged in a shroud
of darkness, the unknown
neutralizes your thoughts
transmuting what could be
into that which
never will become.
You gander at your surroundings,
wait and see, yet unknowingly
seep into the mentally depleting
quick sand of the tormented mind;
Locking yourself, key in hand,
waiting to realize the truth.
Yet some things you just never shall.
Forever secluded in the fortified
iron clad walls of the mind,
twisting your underlying
reality into something more befitting
of a pure state of consciousness,
you rummage arbitrarily
in search of something deeper,
something greater, something
vastly more superior than anybody
could ever have imagined.
In search of answers which are
Everpresent, Immutable, Powerful,
The corridors of the mind are deeper
And far more powerful when in
Pure state of consciousness.
Yet why does it too often
We must ascertain this knowledge,
only through the elated actions
of a relentless psyche in order
to discern the wonders of life,
from the self-imposed illusionary
moments of an acrid state of mind
or a sorrow-laden essence.
The currents of life undulate to the
tune of change.
And the rapidity of change barrels
over the majority of the masses
due to a lack of imprudence and
self imposed ignorance.
Thus, the dominoes keep
Lining up for a violent crescendo.
The question is why?
The question will forever be why.