I often let my eyes wonder off into the outside world of my normal sight  just to see how far they can go, and as soon as they have gone  far enough i bring them back to where they belong. I sit down and listen wide  to how they run upon the streets of the outside world. I smell what they observe. I touch the sense they feel. I often wonder with them in my free time, and then its even harder for me to return. Sometimes we all return with so much things we never knew we could. Sometimes i stare at the trees and wonder if they are staring back at me when i am out there. “We don’t know much us humans, do we”, that’s the type of things i ask myself . “We assume we do with a few calculations and theories”, what i start to think the answer is. Ever wondered what drives the universe. What actually stimulates everything. Everything is derived from something, but what is Something derived from. Logic, logic, logic, we think we know it all. Understand this, and explain that. I walk off into my dreams in day light. I don’t know what i am saying, but do you? In this reverie everything we think we know is not what it seems.


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Robert L. Martin
over 4 years

Very well said

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