Slava OlchevskiPoems

No. 0068 · Life in Transmute ·

Mind

There is nothing (and I mean – nothing) outside the mind.

The world is rich with vibrant colorsThe reds are red, the greens are greenYou'll be surprised that it's just an illusionIt's an experience within

your mind. Who could have thought that smells and soundsDo not exist beyond the mindWithout life, it is just the energyOf very dark and silent kind