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By Cordie McClemdonPublished 5 years ago 2 min read
Percep
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I can be cold as the bluest, hottest ice

And hot as the bluest, fiercest fire. . .

I’m a false reflection of a conceptional misconception

Whatever your limited or infinite mind’s desire

You listen to my loud, yet gentle vibration

You believe me fully with no hesitation . . .

You see me with all colors of the beautiful rainbow

Is that really all the colors? Will you ever know?

Only if you can let me go. . .

I’m young and younger, black and blacker

Smart and wise. A genius. A true catalytic cracker

Beautiful, and most beautiful – is there really such a thing?

Breath in the melody that I most wonderfully sing!

I can be red, yellow, or indigo blue

Although I’m real in essence, I’m never the truth,

I’m at your worst, completely false;

Incomplete at your best; a simple impulse.

I can be joyfully sorrowful and sorrowfully glee, too.

But, whatever I am, I’m always completely real to you.

Do you feel me! Do you get my point!

Do you smell my noise? Can you hear my funk!

Can you see my darkness? Can you touch my light!

Can you smell my vision? Can you taste my sight!

Can you smell the painful pleasure, 

Can you taste the agony of the estasy?

No matter what, I’m always YOUR reality;

I am in you and you are in me.

If you change your perspective.

I’ll change mine– as your’s reflective.

I am oh so evil, and yet so kind

The world would be nothingness if I were blind.

But, maybe not-how dare I say?

And now I lay me down to pray . . .

I pray that you free me every then and now

From your dear self, for this I vow . . .

Will free you from hypocrisies

And all the false analogies. . .

From judgements, prejudices, anger and hatred …

These no longer exist, once I am emancipated.

My negation gives you insight, free and clear

Of a far away place that is yet so near

If you could release my blessed curse and damned grace

And move beyond object, time and space

For that brief moment in that sphere

You’ll sense a unity so crystal clear

Even beyond your limited, infinite imagination

Who am I?

I am perception

surreal poetry

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Cordie McClemdon

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    Written by Cordie McClemdon