the evolution of sense...

and who are u that professes to know what sense is? 

when u hide behind a curtained lie, adhering to what the masses religiously chant is sense.

do u even know that there be  broadness to the term sense?

defined by individual travels through experiences ?

knowledge gained and amassed through the courage to go forth on an adventure

of which many may state makes no sense. 

what is it that makes u adhere to the flatulent noise of those that fear

the possibility that another reality may lie beyond the smallness of their world?...

their fear holding them robotic in thought and action

lest they look too colourful and different for those around them.

would the world shatter into a million pieces if u dared to imagine 

that a different sense may exist...where ones senses come alive...through the consistent feeding

of nuances unknown, yet fantasised about and longed for...?

why not dip your toe into my sense...and feel the tinge of excitement 

as it begins to climb up your foot, making your toes jiggle...an excitement growing...

all of a sudden...

the possibility that u have been asleep for too long and your senses 

have been boxed into a dark cardboard square trying to make others happy

in their delusion of what sense is all about.

oh do join me in a travel of sense and let us titillate yours senses

to the point that there be no turning back

for now...u know...how sensually colourful , rich and rewarding 

the exploration of sense can be.

...how fantastical and vibrant the reality of living is....

RB.