Is this all there is? Or is it already written? Am I tied up by nature or by what they think I am? There must be Some kind of freedom Enslaved by the flow of the universe Infinity, does not belong to this world But maybe somewhere Thoughts and essence brought me to another land Now I can see, the endless stream A void Here I can connect myself in the womb Feeding all dimensions Flying through my overthinking, recreating my nature Limitless my mind sinks to the core of my consciousness But I can’t stay here There must be How can I face reality knowing, that we can’t fit in? Infinity does not belong to this world But maybe somewhere I will be free