the mind's a thing that we can easy shock
we see a world but do not know so much
for what we think is water may be rock
we have the key but cannot see the lock
the rabbit crouches in its tiny hutch
the mind's a thing that we can easy shock
we have to pause a moment and take stock
of all our yesterdays and matters such
for what we think is water may be rock
we place our hearts and thoughts in deepest hock
yet what we want remains out of our clutch
the mind's a thing that we can easy shock
not one's unique we all are in the flock
identity's not even a weak crutch
for what we think is water may be rock
you think it simple just to jeer and mock
but one false word shows that you're out of touch
the mind's a thing that we can easy shock
for what we think is water may be rock
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
03 October 2007
a simple illusion
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