The meandering thoughts
That go through my head
Wandering around
When I lie down in my bed
Our dreams are created
From content we make
Borrowed from our life experiences
That sometimes come to us when we wake
I’ve noticed that my sub-conscious
Seems to enter into the mix
Unable to control this while sleeping
Oh how the mind plays its tricks
Working out problems
Sometimes behind the scenes
A conscious mind partially active
When there are no other means
I sometimes write down
A journal of what I can remember
They tell me a story
Of this prominent charter member
And so I forge on
Don’t build a virtual prison around your thoughts
Circular reasoning will never
Connect all the dots
I’m not trying to tell you what to believe
I’m only trying to tell you how to proceed
…
DCG
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