Machine Minds

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Machine Minds

 

Tick tick tick.

The never-ending tick of the mind.

Forever the enigma.

Emotion collisions and moral decisions.

Filled to the brim with ideas and precision.

Images, thoughts, nostalgia, and conceptions.

I am trapped inside a world of many connections.

Inception.

Wait - I’ve been here before.

Nostalgia – she’s come, she’s banging on the door.

Time, it ticks

but I’m never truly in a rush.

For in this world time is put on hush.

Dreams, how vivid they appear.

They say if you keep dreaming the dreams will become clear.

Here,

in this realm of never-ending time

we open our hearts to the all-knowing third eye.

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