When the universe speaks, I listen
where it points, I blankly observe
following motion where ever it deserves,
The mind as an organ is a beautiful thing to ignore
it's lack of silence mostly unknown before us all,
once it becomes thought it is lost
returning back to a loud confusion with silly complex,
And so this I say,
sell the ego and stubborn ways
and give silence a chance,
through the looking glass we see ourselves
through the mind we tell ourselves,
label not a thing and allow all to be
control nothing and live in peace and harmony.
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