Driving through every day of my existence.
Passing those pedestrians in hypnotic states.
Technology slowing down their thoughts.
Walking slowly getting nowhere fast.
Driving past in the vehicle of my mind.
Slipping out of the slipstream.
Overtaking Tortoises meandering in front.
I'm taking opportunities but getting somewhere slowly.
Gonna reach my nirvana before you awake from your self hypnosis.
Self hypnosis Ibrar Siddiqi 3.12.2016
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