talking heads – mind

My mind feels like a blank stare this morning, an expressionless, uncomprehending stare, searching for a thought and coming up empty, like a dark hallway wandering for the light switch, looking out into everything and seeing nothing and a little bit of something with shape but without borders and a shade of color, but what it means is isn’t clear, I need something to change my mind, without an idea of where to start, no rhymes or clever insight or money or time, I need something to change my mind, without all the testable experiments and predictions about the universe, even the faintest idea seems like the next plausible chapter or verse, all the joy of thought unraveling inside the joy of my time traveling.



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