The mind is a place of extreme meditation
A fusion of thoughts, memories and imagination
Separating reality from delusions
Suspending dreams and fantasies
Holding down hallucinations
Choking evil
And showcasing goodness
The mind is a hostile unrealistic reality
Billions of neurons interconnected by thoughts
Billions of thoughts disconnected to the reality outside
Billions of decisions to be made in automation mode
Distilling one thought at a time
Rejecting a billion premature thoughts
Storing billions of memories
At the same time forgetting a billion more memories
Accepting all sorts of imaginations
Rejecting all sorts of fantasies
Creating pictures with a billion pixel in a second
Destroying them in the blink of an eye
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I would like to translate this poem
I like the thoughts, the mind is truly a mover-what you feed it is what it re-generates too a good piece.