Sequestered by the senses
We fester behind fences
Build tall walls to hold it all at bay
In our minds’ eyes, everything
From five threads, a tapestry
Reality unraveled and remade
And if its filtered form
Can still do great harm
How brave and foolish those who push the edge of inner space
Penetrating ever deeper
Perhaps to forever sleep or
Return with maps of higher consciousness to lead the way

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