Walking along the hills in the Karoo, becoming some imaginary clue.
Artistic thoughts are living creatures, feeding the pleroma of the soul with surreal features.
Away from this world, I walk in clouds to kingdoms of shape-shifting, furled in shrouds.
Realities of internal vision are the unconventional conclusion, thinking principles that shift society in generational revolution.
Forms of ideas and formless intuition, taken to manifested transition.
To see beyond and write between the lines, images and shades that refine.
Dreams that call for dreams to realize, so easy for the creative eyes.
To see what others cannot see, freedom in the simplicity to be.
The time of relativity operates in mentality, for every creature to see things differently.
Music is vision by daydreaming received, the source of infinite dreams to be conceived.
Sanity needs a vision to be claimed, or reality will capture all in squares, framed.
The dream in the dream to share and share, for happiness to be the real fare.
Visions of purpose walk in the clouds, making tomorrows become loud for another generation.
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