In the fuzzy
Foggy
Daydream that is my daily life
I constantly get lost
Lost in thought
In space
In time
Foggy
Daydream that is my daily life
I constantly get lost
Lost in thought
In space
In time
I suppose I am like an old computer
Running slower with age
Taking longer and longer to process thought.
My memory bank corrupted
I slowly self delete
Not in any particular order
Often I try to recall a moment or event
Or word
And it is no longer there.
it happened but the log has be altered
We are all machines
Some one once said
We live to serve our needs
We are salves to ourselves
Yet we do not feel like the masters
Always burden
Controlled
Pushed by someone else
By something else.
Greed
Lust
A need to be better
Better than the false perception we have of ourselves
In this tiny world.
Running slower with age
Taking longer and longer to process thought.
My memory bank corrupted
I slowly self delete
Not in any particular order
Often I try to recall a moment or event
Or word
And it is no longer there.
it happened but the log has be altered
We are all machines
Some one once said
We live to serve our needs
We are salves to ourselves
Yet we do not feel like the masters
Always burden
Controlled
Pushed by someone else
By something else.
Greed
Lust
A need to be better
Better than the false perception we have of ourselves
In this tiny world.
We are a leaf
In a forest
We serve a function for a greater cause
Eventually we all wilt
And go to the ground
When our life expires.
Or some other cosmic statement
Which you would prefer to insert.
While I try to find the door
I opened to get here.
One of those times
Where I am
Lost in Space
As I child I remember watching that
Re runs off course
I'm not that old
Sunday afternoons I think
One memory not yet deleted
Loved that show
Tiny people
In a gaint world
Who knew I would be the staring role
In my own version.
Fighting against a contradiction
For the more I grow
The bigger the world seems to be
Yet all the chocolate bars are smaller
Answers I need
Not so easy when I don't know the questions yet
But I know there will be more than one
And maybe the answer will be the same
Or none.
The door opens and I walk through
Leaving that thought and jumping to the next
Then another and another
Like stepping stones through the endless world that
In a forest
We serve a function for a greater cause
Eventually we all wilt
And go to the ground
When our life expires.
Or some other cosmic statement
Which you would prefer to insert.
While I try to find the door
I opened to get here.
One of those times
Where I am
Lost in Space
As I child I remember watching that
Re runs off course
I'm not that old
Sunday afternoons I think
One memory not yet deleted
Loved that show
Tiny people
In a gaint world
Who knew I would be the staring role
In my own version.
Fighting against a contradiction
For the more I grow
The bigger the world seems to be
Yet all the chocolate bars are smaller
Answers I need
Not so easy when I don't know the questions yet
But I know there will be more than one
And maybe the answer will be the same
Or none.
The door opens and I walk through
Leaving that thought and jumping to the next
Then another and another
Like stepping stones through the endless world that
I have created in my mind
Where everything is possible
Everything can be real
Yet nothing is.
Hop
Skip
And jump
Back to life
To reality
To existence
To share the world
The air we breathe
Until we no longer can
Our machines no longer function
And stop
We can be carried no further
This is where it ends
This time.
Where everything is possible
Everything can be real
Yet nothing is.
Hop
Skip
And jump
Back to life
To reality
To existence
To share the world
The air we breathe
Until we no longer can
Our machines no longer function
And stop
We can be carried no further
This is where it ends
This time.
( C ) spor
