The only place I can be is here now

The only place I can be is here now.

True clarity is a limited product of light, and darkness induces lies and confusion. My eyes can see and process light, while my mind rambles with unlimited imagination. I can see a painting of a beautiful woman, and it's true, but to ask myself who painted it, when, and why, then I start telling myself lies, in darkness.

The house I live in is a Spaceship that flies when water flows, so flushing the toilet is a very powerful way to FLY.

My mind is pin point pinnacle, not deep.