Stream Of Unconsciousness by Hexen
With my conscience frozen I begin empirically,
To disassemble truth, ethics, and reality,
Since our lives are confined to the depths of our minds;
Certainty is obsolete.
For far too long in false things I believed,
Inferences derived from delusions and dreams,
The cosmos is not bounded by what we perceive,
In convoluted mental streams.
Woe to the believers...
Whose dogmas are subject to futility.
- Stream of Unconsciousness,
Cannot comprehend nothingness,
A static senseless mind,
Indulges in existence,
Not knowing the reason why.
Clashing against the skeptic faculty,
Cognitive dissonance paralyzes me,
An abstract void between two extremes,
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