Abstract thoughts build abstract worlds (inner world autopoiesis)

What is happening right now
Is there a chance to understand
How everything is linked somehow
And nothing random makes more sense

Prophetic lines – poetic rules
If there’s a future left to know
I’m lost with writing as a tool
Which does affect the very show

There is no way to understand
In causal terms or logic laws
Somehow we are creating sense
That weirdly frames its very cause

It seems that we are woven in
A thought becomes reality
Are minds the place where we begin
To make us dream what we could see?

Is everything deluded signs
Adapting selves in unknown ways
To things that are from some behind
As long as each belief betrays

By making aspects seeming real
Independent from our views
We seem to act just to reveal
The context we’re forced to reduce

But how to think of such a place
Such a condition makes minds sick
We are a knot of time and space
Reflecting within a broken trick

It seems there is no way to know
Whether there’s another way to go
Or not

So are there new realities
Beyond those trenchant causal chains?
Are these new patterns that we see
Or just misread coincidence?

Are we fooled by how we feel?
Constructing by using minds
Interpreting what’s hardly real
How to decide what we could find?

We are unable to describe
What is outside the way we think
We can’t grasp things that we wipe
Out with our mental way to link

We are unable to decide
If there’s another truth that hides
Or not

Abstract thoughts can only reveal
an abstract world to understand
we cannot say what is real
how to detect beyond our sense