Few questions are lined up, constantly coming up
They are tagged with no reasons, no specific reasons
They just exist, confusingly exist
Mind is making up? Which reality is making up?
What is known is divided in words, few words
And these words are ruling the world, shadow world
Shadow is the colour, known unknown colour
It is real, in the state of unreal.
Narrating same situation in number of ways, connecting and collective ways
These stories are not too old, not narrated by the old
They exist to narrate, just to narrate
Experiencing the multi worlds, not visible worlds.
Believing in multi existence, destined experience
Without knowing it, without understanding it
Truth fails, truth delays
What is the true nature of the truth? Battling the battles of truth.
When life laughs, chaos appears
Life is package of hidden mysteries, incoming mysteries
Shockingly, shakingly
Timeless story? Life is mysterious and destined story?
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