Zywa My world tree

Under my skull, my heaven firmament
is a world tree branching off
and that is me

Memories live there
in flashes of time
bounced at

from outside, here and there
lighting up to a memory
field, all sorts of things

in a fluent wave simultaneously
actively present, to muster
to be or not to be

a world of possibilities
all true for a second
or false and unnoticed

when the light extinguishes
and the flash of my knowing
hooks on to another memory

Poem 3943
Amsterdam, 2021-09-22

Consciousness as a series of quantum processes in the fractal structure of the neuron network of the brain
Collection: Metamorphic body 
Keyword: Awareness: connection 
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