How oblivious we are to the kind of power we possess.
Being able to get a glimpse of the future and call it simply deja vu, or maybe, being able to travel through parallel universes and experience the same thing that occured or will occur in an another universe.
Which is which? But who can tell? We are at all oblivious-prefer to left things unanswered-or even unquestioned. We tend to avoid complications, diving deeper into our minds and being sucked by our own thoughts, thoughts that are considered unexplainable.
How oblivious we are, how powerful we are, how magical this world and us could be.
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Plague Prosaic
PoetrySimple things, doesn't have to be right, doesn't have to be wrong, it just have to be. A 'kind-of' a journal about everything ordinary inside a mind so chaotic. All Rights Reserved ©Lazidoura 2021
