Mind's Eye

Mind's Eye

the third eye turns into a sighted organ
a software of a brain made to seperate myself
unaware of the transition
it ties the mental and the physical together
a mysterious substance of unknown origin
enlightens the copper queue of life


the events might differ
If so consciousness will appear on display
ready to be transfigured into a bridge
and save my destined soul


when walking alone in this field
there's a stroke attached to my skin
a voice that calls
when both sides start reducing
to each other


being unable to bear the object
or the intention to induce harm to the object
implies an amount of drifting
and unites both sides


a memory erasure dips the unprotected eye
the light wears out its presence
and lands onto
the forgotten paths of freedom
now the bridge has unconsciously fallen asleep


such oblivion creates stacks of loss inside me
it evokes the realm to hunt
the wolves and ruins
nevertheless the impact of the storm
ushers the breath of the living away


I wish all the comings and goings to be true


memories consolidate within
abstraction simplifies the effort of thinking


I woke up via a smooth slumber
and got stumbled to the naked visions around me