How do you switch off what you’ve already existed. As in your life has already persisted to be this. It clicks together like a puzzle that crumbles if a piece doesn’t hold in place. A fake picture or face when your true mood has changed. Same, I witness the sane perched on a cliff. Ready to jump on a wave by a powerful spliff. It splits my mix of hope and bliss. Ignorance has kissed my comfort stiff.