we experience
our own expression
subjectively
in the form of dreams
our subconscious
is the peripheral landscape
flourishing between
the diametrical opposition
of a contiguous mirror
as we stand
in the midst
of chaotic illusion
alluding to the infinity
persisting in each dimension
and that
of our existence
within every aspect
of eternity
itself
as oneself
as everything
and nothing
in perpetual states
of entropic balancing
behind the masquerade
of conscious awareness
through the cosmic filter
of relevant perception
personified
Max, or Not 
This was simply stunning, the imagery you evoke is phenomenal and so real.
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Great expression of thoughts
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Thank you Berry. Your kindness is greatly appreciated. -Max
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I find myself deeply pondering “perpetual states of entropic balancing”
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After reading your poem, I feel like my thoughts are moving at the speed of light…
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