Swirling spirals of thought
Have me tangled up and caught
Until I stop…
What is right in front of me?
What is quietly asking to be seen
The present moment…outside the spiral, living the dream
Write it down, make it real
We create constructs to control the way we feel.
But to be enthralled, to be exposed, to be filled with wonder
Look outside the lines
Explore what’s on the under
Beneath the surface, behind the veil
What are we not supposed to see?
The chaos and the order are designed,
To keep us small, to keep us confined.
Step back from the rails
Open your eyes and truly see
All that you’re asked to believe in
Is just manufactured manipulation.