How at times my mind twirls and swirls
Into and out of contradictions,
With the regularity
Of waves on the ocean.
Beyond the limits of reason to the sublime
And the absurd.
Then back to truth
And falseness of logic;
Away on a thread,
Nesting in a fabric.
And yet I am reminded that I am normal,
That’s sad,
But true,
And also
Not true;
For normal is an average,
Not an entity.
So it is both true and not true.
How can this be?
Because I am,
And it is.
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