frre inside the thinker
Winged ponies
Dragon hoards
Omnipresence
My word being lore
Scaping new horizons
Models in virtual settings
Playing on the fence
The round about swinging
Keeping my mind undetermined
All the ways staying open
As my own mastery of the magic
raises me in the way of deepen
My own sense of my own sense
In 'ere with this that is me
Accepting that the freedom
Does not go as far as can be
Encapsulated and entrapped
A one being, an isolated thing
Alone and suffering with madness
Unable to share what mind is giving
a qualia experience
Dismissed as unmeasurable
If only we could link our wavefunctions
We'd be more than able.
To understand each other
And find the answers
Of what qualia's really are...
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