The Whirlpool Galaxy (Spiral Galaxy M51, NGC 5194) is a classic spiral galaxy located in the Canes Venatici constellation. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
What I see?
The eyes are closed for the fiction
Only to open in convictions
Which manifest inside me
But what is inside me?
The history of man, science unknown
The genetic memory?
OR
Vibrations of life in vivid glory
Real vivid truth, full of images
Which harvest in colorful emotions
I am not what I thought I was
I am floating away, I am sorry!
Shapes which were strange are familiar
Lies which were lies are truth
All that was Enigma
Has now become the basis of truth
All so deep inside me
A renaissance of concepts
Coming to fruition
This Stupid eye
Is my astral truth
In which I float
Across one dimension to other
One concept to other
Only to erase them
From pre-conceived notions
To write my own reality
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Life is such that as we travel from experiences to experiences, what we see do not match and measure up to our convictions of what should be… thus creating a constant flux and change of beliefs, faith in others and so on. The blindness of not being able to see beyond so called apparent facts, is like turning a blind eye to the power of the astral creations of the universe.