The beauty of a moment is lost on
One who is in another plane
Of consciousness
Whether
We
Meet
Or not
Our hearts
Are forever cleaved
On the first imprint of the
Moment of sharing the same plane
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Your brain hallucinates your conscious reality, says Anil Seth. According to the neuroscientist, we're all hallucinating all the time; when we agree about our hallucinations, we call it reality. So, if we can't agree on a thing, we're occupying different levels of perception and we cannot have a meeting of minds.