The Nonesense

Perhaps, into the deepest, darkest empty space of the mind...
Is where the door of the unknown opens,
Or in a darkness late night when everything in silence...
Is where the mind touches the faces of the unexplain,
Or maybe...just maybe in a blink of an eye,
The mind crosses the boundery of space and time...

Reading the coming events beforehand,
Hunted by unfamiliar face in a brief moment of time,
Feeling the cry of unrest voices from beyond,
Consistantly, all unfamiliar faces flashing in mind,
Reaping the fabric of normal existence,
...defies all languages of mind...