I see.
We have the whole infinity
split by our subjectivity,
which we call reality,
faking the objectivity
and ignoring the duplicity
of thought in its fluidity.
We embrace the rigidity
given by our inability
to reach the full lucidity
to resolve our disability.
We keep our toxicity
and deepen our passivity
by blaming complexity
and lack of flexibility.
So we seek security
for our inner stability,
avoiding any activity
that might reveal its futility.
All of this we call sanity
for the sake of our dignity.
I see.
