Letter to my sisters: A poem 

If I could scan the skies and tell you all 

what’s lost like the earth that is firmament 

unlike the skies, that seem more vast and more 

unreal. But do you see the stars are not  

make-believe in their history, though time 

flows differently on them, unlike here 

We have only begotten this world like 

a fragment of a humongous tapestry! 

Do you think it is all we should see 

and not believe there lies beyond the 

boundary of what you are made to perceive?

If I have smothered myself all along for nothing 

And I speak only to be called insane! 

Are you like thinking that the universe has 

no strangeness no alienness; even time? 

It is very callous to make the most highly self-aware 

feel diminutive in the illegitimacy of miscontrusion. 

Does it seem to you all, because you are all misguided 

that I am deluded?! I have known love was besotted  

by evil all along! 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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