false sense

death accompanied by sigur ros
a false sense of understanding
life is meant to be a journey
a flight through a sunset
gaze at a possible falseness
understand anything
believe what you will
drums pound all around
as i stare into the grey
grey becomes light that then....
what is the sand
or the water that washes it
my dreams possibly?
i havent drempt in a while
drums pound all around
blood rushes fully loaded
is it half emty or half
past my bedtime?
no sense of real understanding
what is anything around?
the grass is molecules
of dream threads
the earth is dreaming
what future do we hold?
if we dont know the present
what do eyes percieve
if some dont percieve at all
dragonflys are messengers
of animals past dreams
do they dream too?
if their brains are soo small?
are they?
Ignorance kills, question nothing and everything
at the same time.