sometimes i feel like a father to some.
with lots of knowledge, smarts and fun.
caring and nuturing for those that seem glum.
but then i realise that it is i whom is dumb.
because i am nought without my metaphorical daughters and sons.
the leasons i’m taught are on par with none.
the realisations i’m shown are anything but fun.
but when i see, i see… plus one.
into a higher dimension, my mind seems to run.
an eye, an eye, oh how it allows me to fly.
it opens third, after the second and first.
not looking outside, but instead deep inside.
within without, give in… and shout out.

the exterior is illusion, the interior confusion.
for those that have not witnesed the amazement of time diffusion.
it spreads out so thin, elongating everything.
time slows down, almost to the speed of nothing.
for everything except your one soul and mind.
so fast, too fast, lived at least a hundred lifetimes.
in the space of 10 seconds, skated along with the single electron.
travelling through time, touching every atom…

to ever exist, not even a single one missed.
protons and neutrons, almost close enough to be kissed.
by the only electron to ever exist.
ticking each one off, and adding it to my list.
and once all is done, the polarity is switched.

time starts flowing backwards, the electron will be missed.
entropy becomes order, and life ceases to persist.
no job for humanity and no humanity to do its job.

our purpose is ripped, from our reality being flipped.
i hate to say it but i kinda like it like this.

then i come back to my original timeline, having to remember who i am.

harshly rediscovering the me who be mine.