I stood on my automated platform
that spun slowly in a circle.
Around me were mirrors where I
could see my being.
And there I stood talking to god
with my remote in hand controlling the colored strobe lights that flashed
in the darkness.
Mirrors, colors and I
I was drugged by emotion and reflection.
On the other side of those mirrors
are human beings with minds that paint a picture of god or erase the word
from memory.
The word is immaterial as an argument,
as an argument the word god or the meaning would follow a track in a complete
circle and end in sleep.
The emotion is real.
The greatest emotion that lets me
understand the meaning of the word is knowing that other human beings try
to understand the meaning of the word and live by being god.
The best advice I have is to not
read opinion or corrupt your mind by the influence of writers of the written
word.
Your mind is best used.
Words & Graphics by Tomas