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Once again
my mind takes flight.
Looking
at all there is to see.
Wandering
through different times
and realities.
Following
things as perhaps
they might be.
Different story lines
as far
as any mind’s eye
can see.
Dizzying vistas
unfathomable to me,
fit for only the
creator to see.
Different stories
of me float by.
Retreating
back to whence I came.
Back, nauseous
from the flight
so unsettling the
experience be.
Realizing
though how finite
our vision
with the limited
vista that we can see.
Carefully
should we truly be
with the “truths”
as fact expounded
in our limited
finite reality.
