Matter Mind

So structured and so solid

The real world waits.

Waits until we look,

Or not,

Until we think,

Or not.

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It never goes away

But changes guilelessly.

Slowly! Oh so slowly.

Gradually! Imperceptibly!

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But inside!

Inside our heads!

That screaming mad monkey mind

Leaps wildly

Branch to branch.

Thought to giddying thought.