paradigms

         or how i got to strawberry fields without lsd

 

          (there is no truth; there is only perception – gustave falubert)

 

the beach sand trickles through my hand

the moon has forgotten its purpose

waves should wash ashore, usurp us

laws of physics without command

 

i’m not on drugs i just perceive

figment moon imagination

stillness steals all causation

no such thing as reality

 

i leave the beach like microfiche

forgotten basement of my mind

there’s nothing there i need to find

tangibles are a blood sucking leech

 

draining the things that are not there

you believe what you see is real

foundation build from what’s revealed

then let it make you fucking care

 

nothing exists, senses deceive

you determine what is real

all the things you’re supposed to feel

unlearn the learn and just be free

 

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oh, and by the way, you don’t exist