fractal psychosis
illusions hypnosis enthralling us all
to the dream.
with no magic wand
to reveal what's beyond, or behind doors that mind
can't perceive.
solutions are given
illumining heaven; unraveling wefts
that deceive,
in visions transcendant.
to souls independent in thought, all is not
as it seems.
this world is illusion
in all it's profusion of forms. like as storms
fill the skies,
which ever are blue
but are hidden from view, of those set below
cloud's designs.
or like as the night
is mere absence of light. such disclose all the throes
of our minds,
casting blindly about
til we finally doubt what appears to be clear
to our eyes.
then fractal pychosis
dissolves as we know ourselves dreamers, all dreaming
a dream.
hypnosis undone,
not the many - but one! just as waves to the ocean
we seem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very interesting poem. I love it! :)