A Nebulous Matter

Seeing through conditioned eyes
we perceive what is real
reality reflected

filtered through colored lenses
scattering images
across the surface of the brain
that gray area of the mind
a nebulous matter
nervously shooting impulses
down the spine

And we crackle with perception
and of course
we know everything
we’ve seen it
and what we haven’t seen
we can predict
for after all
we are the stars of the universe
fixed in our beliefs
we are constant

Going out in a blaze of glory
or dimly diminishing
it’s all the same
we’ve left our mark
and in that
a whole is perceived
even in darkness
So what’s the matter?