Space ,Time & Mind

Carry you around the minds,
that reflect my soul and signs,
I burry mischief and jelluosy ,
to get to live in this reality.

I carry you Puppet mind,
across Space and time,
so you film experience
with your memory trick.

But whats the point of my voyage,
across these unequal Dimensions,
Do I have a responsibility,
or Am I just a souvenir collector.

Space inside & outside of me,
washed by an unstoppable time tsunami,
My mind couhgt in the middle,
this is how I feel my reality.

Who's the director of this Theatrical Satire,
Is it me or am I just a consequence,
Is God the Arquitect,
And am I his tool in scene?

Explanations have been given,
as well as many options,
about our trip through space and time,
and the seed of or creation.
Space Time & Mind

But these are consequence,
of us being born as toys with no instructions,
Beautiful rivers , oceans , Skies,
sometimes free sometimes uneven.

Questions only rise more questions,
My mind floats again through Colors,
Space time and experience,
Like a Raimbow of brothers.

Let Fly, let live, let Die,
my mind hides,
my space asks,
and pass goes time.