My Conscious goes on a journey
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Poem by: Neptunity
My Conscious Goes on a Journey
They say,'You cannot really multlitask.'
To find the truth, is not my place
but while i write, to them, i ask
Why are my thoughts running a race?
It's not unpleasant, far from it
It's comforting the way they bob in and out
Sometimes i think about what im writing and
sometimes i forget what im writing about
Alternating between Fluid water and a softish air
Like a creature of both, Smoothly, i swim and fly
without effort, through gentle surfaces unknown to me
Not at mine, But at my mind's will I glide
It's not my place to choose the journey
A wild river snakes me along
The bothersome awareness goes away
And i drift afloat for just as long
But as I'm writing and thinking, swimming and flying
My awareness peeks at me through the tress
And like a loving dog, Intrudingly, Lies with me
And gives me back all of my memory
It doesn't dissapoint me, I just wonder
If i can be aware when i drift away
It's funny no one ever realizes at the moment
Whenever they are truly distraught or truly gay
Or just having a normal day.
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