Ramblings
Ramblings © 2022 by A. E. F.
How does the mind work?
Is it really 2022,
or just our perception that it is 2022?
If I re-read this poem years in the future,
will I time-travel back to 2022?
Or will remain in 2024?, 2026? 2050? and laugh at my ridiculousness?
Is it all relative?
Some strange state of being?
A collective consciousness?
Are we all Einstein-theorizing it through the decades, the centuries,
zipping between generations,
until when?
How?
What is this soul journey?
How do we reincarnate?
Why?
If God is within, are we God ourselves,
a tiny thread of the same spider web constantly being constructed?
For what spider?
Dear Lord...the ramblings of the night mind. They touch upon many galaxies and none that anyone hears from me.
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