of all that has been seen,
and heard and felt and fantasised
since life did first begin.
Belief began with our first breath,
was spoken, written, held and then
bequeathed to all who came;
descendants one and all.
In word and image stories fell,
into our hearts and minds,
to replicate in futures found,
the known engraved on time.
We think we see what does exist,
not knowing we create,
all that we call this world and life;
our truth, our times, our fate.
For colour, sound, shape and form
are brought to birth within,
our brain and ancient consciousness;
they are no more than dreams.
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