Other paradise

The true is knocking...

...and if everything had always been a dream?
if you are not really what you see,
the mirror reflects what you want to see.

All envision a container for his soul ,
and if everything was only in your minds?
If our world was always paralel to the truth ...
this is all just a mistake, a big mistake...
so what is really our world?
All that fear after death is a sweet dream
of a paradise that give us harmony...

I walk towards what you do not know,
to uncover the truth,
and keep walking, feeling within me
the souls of people and then everything stops
and I understand to be the truth,
I relax I fall asleep but I was awakened
by a loud alarm that pushes me
to hurry to continue to learn the truth ...

everything becomes more clear,
those fields suspended in mid-air
feathers of wings
everywhere falling from the sky like rain,
and they smile at me.

Now everything is calm,
the melody of a sad dream,
is my paradise but nothing is as it seems,
all that fear is a sweet future full of uncertainty:
this is the real paradise,
this is the truth,
the other side of a psychotic and parallel world
to the life we think.

Listen annoying sounds to the human ear,
but I have to find out what will be the future of my soul ...
Everything is coming,
I can see people smiling,
with different faces,
and everything is getting clearer.
And with each step change in size,
but it is all a figment of our minds,
in fact we live in a world and dream of many,
that night I realized that
what I loved was only one
of the fragments of my soul.

This is paradise,
I love the sound of nature,
landscapes night and sunrise in the morning,
even if everything is a dream of human eyes
that soon will disappear over time .
I'm still in the present,
where the change is happening
and soon the truth will be revealed to all .

I can not wake up from this dream,
I can touch with your finger
that lead to other fragments
of life in other galaxies,
but I know that there is
someone who already knew ...
this is a strange paradise
corrupt and errant but it is the truth,
the other side of the earth hides
restless souls of fragments hidden in time.

 I am looking at the moon paradise,
as everyone is looking for the piece
of their life in the future,
I now know the truth.
I stop and breath,
my heart beats fast
I know I 'm waking up from this world
and go to the other side of life,
the real side : other paradise.