Liar's Palace

I've built up such a liar's palace

    out of what I do and don't, should and shouldn't feel
    That I have lost all track
    of which of these windows is painted and which is real
    I can't quite ever tell
    if my thoughts, emotions are just what they are, straightforward, simple, true
    Or if, through internalized onus and method acting
    I've conned myself into believing that believing's what I do
    This poem is about: 



    The mind is wonderful .....

    it allows you to handle your boat well or lose yourself and / or build fake palaces and then lose yourself in them ...... mental flying is wonderful.

    Annette M Velasquez

    An interesting perspective- thoughtful and philosophical.

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