Conflict of the tri part being.
Make believe can be so liberating.Pretending allows the mind to believe what i wants.
The spirit doesn't like what the mind has built in a world where a very tainted liquid can fill the cup.
Mind has lost the will to discover truth as the spirit dies inside. The body leans into the wind to be swept away because its other parts are conflicting.
Mind body spirit out of sync,... but I know my soul you will not save, I need to find another road.
Good bye, my mind says I live in paradise hahahhaha yes yes yes okay.
Paradise looks allot like a desert with no oasis in the distance.
Spirit cries out untouched unsaved unheard, and here we are standing in the outskirts.
Does your mind pretend the way mine does? Please tell me your secret how does yours?
Eat your steak with a silver knife, and eat your fill of creamy desert with your silver spoon. Your mind has a vivid imagination my friend, if only mine did to.
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