Dazed State Poem by Daegonius Bonapartea

A dazed state of unconscious mind

A truth undertaken all quite hard to find

A word uttered That's interchangeably rehearsed

An understanding of constant word battles dispersed

Truly solving something But not of the actual subject of the subjective mind

A thought so provocative that the intellect of the latter cannot recall the previous conversation of the very formal subject any longer

A stigma of an amnesiac becomes the very wholeness of the topic and merely a war of words and no longer a bout of the subjective conversation

Simply a dazed state of the unintelligible minded who fade with the awkwardness of the constantly evading shielded words

The debate of the debated of centuries of time now that continuously furthers on and on as the clock of our fate moves our evolution.

And yet it was by ones thought that sparked the entirety of the debate of the spark of the conscious perplexity of the forgetfulness and of the word war that really ends to compare to a mustard seed Or an atom no less and yet as large and humongous as this very solar system.

So a truth of a truth of a thought of a thought of debate of a debate of an endless formed equation that changes us here and there and up and down day after day and year after ever changing But remaining partly the same like life form itself really.

A pondering of the mysteries of mysteries of this dazed state I am in within a thought of a thought that soon after it all ends and transfigures yo yet another motion of mind I simply look back and believe it to be a dream instantly

Then Quickly after I realize it is partly this of another part of a complete thought that is yet to be solved.

A dazed state of confusion ordinarily primarily wrought out of constant instantaneous thinking that leads to insanity and what is called madness

Just a man dazed in another fashion than the rest of them