Poetry – Consciousness – a poem

Consciousness – a poem

Firing electricity through

Throbbing pink jelly

To create

A version of reality.

Altering perception

Flooding with chemistry

Making

A new world to see.

An unreal world

Not the real deal

Just Biology

Pretending to be real.

Opher 22.6.2019

I’m always fascinated by our consciousness. We really believe we see and feel the universe as it is – which, of course, is a joke. All our consciousness is, is a product of chemistry and electricity.

If we stimulated our sensory nerves the brain would perceive things that did not exist. It makes things up anyway. What we see is not what it is.

Flood your brain with chemicals and reality changes.

Our conscious is a construct. It is not real.