Mind over Matter

Trying too hard to rationalise life. Running around in circles, confronted by the same question again. Another time, another life. But the same sense of unrest.

Hanging by a thread. Always on a edge. So close to breaking away, yet so fearful of the fall below.

Is it the daemons in the head, or the calling of the soul? What causes this unrest. Another dawn sets in as you lay awake pondering. Reflecting. Rationalising.

Mind over matter? A mad plunge into the unknown? Risking it all to seek the truth.

Maybe there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Only the brave wanderers will ever know.

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