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The Range Of Matter

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Waves extend - propagating - waves obeye their nature given rhyme Waves extend superposing like the ebb and flow by calculated time Senses feel feelings interfering - then fast then slow but still constantly Driving wheels within wheels of perception Irresistable - cognition rise - perspective change I was trying to get to the roots of this feeling which made me tremble I was digging deeply within the coilings of my brain Till I reached a point where I had lost control There was no up and no down - no left and right inside No shelter below to catch me if I fell Memory was far - a jigsaw of too many pieces Floating around - too fast to catch a glimpse Sometimes and by accident they flash - coagulating - flash - giving me insufficient clues Waves extend - propagating - waves obeye their nature given rhyme Waves extend superposing like the ebb and flow by calculated time Senses feel feelings interfering - then fast then slow but still constantly Driving wheels within wheels of perception Irresistable - cognition rise - perspective change Feelings associations stand in my way Deprive my sight towards the peculiar - towards the essential The vague imagination which made me walk this way - drive by some kind of hope To discover this machinery - to show me - once touched - the way to knowledge But the further I go the more I get aware of this hopelessness in my doing More and more the structures are fading The vague imagination which made me walk this way - drive by some kind of hope To discover this machinery - to show me - once touched - the way to knowledge Visions pass in endless patterns of eternal variety Interfere, penetrate each other and diverge Oscillate in perfect time - each of them individually Then only in totality sensible and the whole laid down in the spirit of each There is an anticipation - too far I dared to go towards a range of matter Where no final truth exists anymore The structures fading - forming a lake On it's surface is reflected all radiation It seems that I have lost my way in some forest dark and grey And the ways and paths of which are made of my own brain - altering with me With each step I take I see clearer - forgetting gradually what I was searching for Somewhere - sometime - somehow