The Rational Animal…

His eyes are clear, at least so is his lens of perception. Thoughts are stuck together as time slips by taking everything she can as she does. As the sunset comes with her lies, it is no surprise that the truth is in the sunrise. Fears hiding in the shadows where it is dark, or absent of light. Those frozen moments of time start melting, fading….

What once was real he no longer feels. Wrong answers to the right questions? or, Just The Wrong Questions???

“Is there a self-known”? or at least, “knowledge that can capture it”?

Back to that phenomenal reality, he slips…

To that place, he has created in his mind where he can be that blood that makes him bleed, where he can speak in that language that is yet to be…


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