I am in an induced state of being,
in a state that feels surreal at times.
all forgotten and freeing,
subtly through life's chimes.
I remember the past glory,
and the strength in my armour.
But today I am part of the story,
and a forgotten charmer.
I feel like an old man,
in a young man's life.
Living a young man's life,
through an old man's eyes.
When did it all go away,
When did you let it go?
It seems so elusive now,
fleeting at your fingertips.
Time to recenter oneself,
recalibrate and reincarnate.
Wipe away the old verses,
write down new stanzas.
Like this one,
and keep some of the old.
But refresh and rejuvenate.
Reiterate and redeem.
Lets flip things around,
and make no sense of it.
Lets ask more questions,
and answer those unanswered ones.
Lets be in a haste,
and not let any moment go waste.
Let us hold hands,
and surge ahead.
It is time to forgive oneself,
for the past got you until this moment.
To unlock the next phase,
please say the following phrase in 3 different languages:
Bloop. Bleep. Whackadoodle.
