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why can't I flow
why can't I dance and ebb and go
slip and move rise and fall mind
in flux
jungle of mind creeping through the 'mentalist' landscape
monsters and dungeon dimensions
paleologic
tangants
pagents of confusion
and
and
all too much
let it flow
let it go
rise and fall
intolerance, racism sexism prejudice
negitive feedback
loops
stop
break the chain
stop
cough and twitch
stop
breath and
smile
balance and
stop
break the feedback
and paranoia
yet
small blue pill
yet I want to live without it
medication of the mind
the madness
the twitching
sometimes the police
the delusion creeps
and stirs
frightening authority
insanity
out to get me
a vast conspiracy of madness
no reason
fear,
fear
the anxiety creeps
and stirs
I smile lopsidedly
the two sides of my brain in conflict
freeze twitch
confusion
knots and sleeplessness
fear and anxiety
its broke
its broken
my brain
injured
neurotransmitters overworked
firing too fast
delusions
racing
spinning
out of control
the police
Saddam
evil
the devil
my fear
my pain
my horror
out of control
stop
breath
the weakest link
stop all the wrongness
the mistakes and the blindness
the paranoia
fear
make it better
people in masks
working together
luminous penguins
and pelargoniums
flamingoes and
violet ultra x-ray gamma ray
black hole
champagne supernova
13.7 billion years
orders of magnitude
girls
women
lust
passion
beauty
skin deep
soul
the beauty from within
love
life
growth
seeds
germination
babies
DNA
deoxyribonucleic acid
2 metres
more cells in the human body than there are stars in the galaxy
10 billion large galaxies
so with over 200 billion stars in our galaxy alone,
own your own galaxy
how much gold
how many diamonds
stars like grains of sand
DNA a sequence of 4 chemicals woven
packed
how rare a piece of work is a human
with all the vast mass of matter in the universe
we are but small glints of diamond
conscious
self aware parcels of atoms/chemicals/interacting
capable of solipsism
star dust that sneezes and burps
carbon oxygen hydrogen
that can send metal past Pluto,
leave footprints on the moon,
fly without wings
atomise each other by smashing the fabric of reality
a stream of consciousness
the flow of water is good
and full of life
but the violence of a torrent is
lethal
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