The Normality of Insanity

Source of Inspiration

ink blots

The world is full
of ink blots,
each one seen
differently by the viewer.
Everything we see is
colored by our
experiences and
a quantum world
of no reality.

It was a red car,
blue car that crashed
into the truck, bus
witnesses who see
the scenes of life
like museum goers
looking at art pieces.

What is real…or
does anything truly exist?
Is insanity the norm
all of us locked
in a world of
our own making?

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