It’s all just an illusion
we believe what we want
like listening to the rain
until we realize its just the warm front
melting the snow off the roof and window panes.
reality
It’s All In My Head
It’s all in my head
what I’ve seen, what I’ve read
what I’ve heard, what I’ve said
what I’ve consumed, what I’ve been fed
it will be this way until I’m dead.
“It’s all in your head”
but I know what I feel
not all that we see is real
I know there’s more to an orange than it’s peel
I’m on an adventure and I’m at the wheel
I’m not afraid to embrace what others fear
I accept what I know and hold onto it dear.
Different Realities
Living different realities
each scene is its own
options abound
love can be found
in fact its abundant
in each genre in its own way
living out different courses of the day.
There’s always a fit in each one
but so far its hard to find the balance
where I can laugh, love, think and come
to a point of growth and prosperity.
Looking out the Window
Eyes are the windows to our souls. Our viewpoint, our window shapes our reality… and every has a unique and individual window… we never really know if we even see the same color… it is all relative… everything is relative… relative to our reality and what we hold to be the truth.
So open your window, see whats out there… try to take it all in before the glass gets too old and you have to rely on your memory or your mind’s eye for moments.