As time floats by I'm stuck
on this point of no return.
The world, a stage upon wich
a neular play unfolds,
flickering by in shades of grey
permeated by absurdity,
like a glossy polished reality
slowly fading into oblivion.
Unconcious but aware.
Awake, yet dreaming.
Alive, still limbonic.
Awaiting the liberation ..