intuition
What is intuition?
It's the crystal voice telling me things without any obvious reasons or facts
It's the vehicle I board on the road of imagination driving thru mellow dreamscapes
It's hiding in the shadows and whispers about your feelings and what you probably need
It's the thin film layered over the world telling me what could and will be
It's the red and blue goggles showing what's behind and hidden underneath everyday things
It's the puddle of a mirror in which I see reality
It's my hunger for exploration and knowledge yet still comforts me in knowing I will never know it all
It's the seeing of big picture while stumbling on the grass straws of details
It's the foundation of misunderstandings and feeling of being somewhat other
It's the prison I can't escape on especially sleepy days
It's also the biggest reason I got sleepy in the first place - forcing that nocturnal creativity to awaken
It's the conscious subconsciousness
It might be the reason I'm waaaay past midnight writing these silly little sentences - or perhaps a bad decision to drink that coffee?
It's also the walls of the place I call.. myself.
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