skimming the surface of "reality" (Friday, 6 October 1995)

skimming the surface of "reality"  
watching time pass by on the wings of vultures  
fleeting (tho I don't begrudge) the year nears its end  
.
"reality" is a silent hell,  
where song and sound are dulled by yells,  
red rage, and lack of hope  
.
shielded from reality  
I try to find a doorway,  
and force my way in  
.
I look (farther than my eyes can reach)  
homeward to the mountains  
back to where I felt I could touch the god  
.
my life is my friends online  
the books I read, the games I play,  
and my work, and my work  
.
freedom?

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GEnie
New Age RoundTable
Category 2, Topic 8
Sent on 10/06/1995 at 8:05p