Fascinating me with an unsense, wondering how anyone
so smart could believe such nonsense, having no wish
to contemplate it.
How can you give power to anything, you are not God,
nothing is up to you except living your life the way
you want to.
Having all these mind power ideas of someone else's,
trying to live another's life without a reason for
your own.
It doesn't make sense, why do you do it? There is no
understanding, explain it if you can.
What you say has no logic, no space in time, no reason
nor rhyme.
Maybe if understanding what you're saying can come about,
some sense could be found in it, for now just waiting
to hear your explanation.
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