Perception

This is a collection about a being's existence.

Moments where there's utter chaos and nothing makes sense.

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CrunchyoreoX

In a world of colors, swirling, bold,
I find myself, a restless soul.
"Nothing Makes Sense," this artwork cries,
A mirror to my mind's wild skies.

Thoughts like whispers, tangled vines,
Emotions dance, like grand design.
Fragmented dreams and memories blend,
In this canvas, my heart I lend.

Amidst the chaos, I seek reprieve,
A moment's peace, a chance to breathe.
The vibrant hues reflect my strife,
As I confront the storms of life.

Each stroke reveals a part of me,
A human tale, an odyssey.
Through tangled webs, I start to see,
I'm not alone; we share this plea.

Oh, "Nothing Makes Sense," yet still, I stand,
Embracing life's vast, mystic expanse.
In this artful symphony of my mind,
A restless spirit, forever intertwined.

Nothing Makes Sense

In "Imbalance," I'm lost in altered dreams,
Where reality bends at the seams.
Through kaleidoscope eyes, I see,
A world askew, surreal and free.

Twisted landscapes, colors blend,
In this realm, I transcend and ascend.
A dance of shadows, whispers near,
An altered reality, so crystal clear.

As human feet step on unknown ground,
I feel the heartbeat's frantic sound.
I question truths I once believed,
In this illusion, I am deceived.

Yet, 'midst the chaos, I find grace,
A fragile balance to embrace.
With uncertainty, I learn to cope,
In this distorted kaleidoscope.

Through "Imbalance," I glimpse the light,
Of endless possibilities taking flight.
In this human journey I embark,
Discovering the beauty of the dark.

