My Mind stuck in an infinite paradox
    Zen like nothingness
An endless duality of beauty and death
Anger fills the voids between ***** of energy resonating love

Strikes of lightning fly past; fleeting passions of my life ride with them into the unknown results of future and past.

Im recognizing these thoughts as not my own.
Byproducts from chemical initiation and social engagement.

The only thing is that these thoughts are parts of me, past and future.
I keep wanting to live in the here and now but
my own here and now has to be so concerned with
the tomorrow and yesterday that he doesnt know where he is in time.