
II. MIND
To believe in our own truth
Deciding to lie to ourselves
Judged on the wildest trial
Tne one found guilty, guilty shall remain.
Grasping this space with my own hands
Space I found my senses chose to betray
Perceiving only what can not be seen
With my feelings weighing over me.
Faithful thoughts of Self-sabotage
Praising egoes of a Beautiful Mind
Scheming about self-destruction.
Victim of the futile appearances
Victim of the futile appearances
Being born in and condemned to
The limited dream of reality.
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