What is this mind of mine?
Like a flickering flame in wind,
fueled by occurrence and whim.
Desperately searching for signs...
of what?
Effortlessly extinguished
through probability and risk.
What is this consciousness?
Like the strings of a puppeteer,
driven by instincts and fear.
Roaming lands of loneliness…
to where?
Perpetually sparked
by science, philosophy, and art:
This is my mind.
Like a flickering flame in wind,
fueled by occurrence and whim.
Desperately searching for signs...
of what?
Effortlessly extinguished
through probability and risk.
What is this consciousness?
Like the strings of a puppeteer,
driven by instincts and fear.
Roaming lands of loneliness…
to where?
Perpetually sparked
by science, philosophy, and art:
This is my mind.
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