An invisible hand dipping into 

the lake of our reality, 

attempting to touch our world,

full of our particular matter,

interference patterns of their waves

wash the shores of our perception,

entwined in an unknown way,

existing in tandem with our realm,

unknown shape,

unknown form, 

behind a veil, obscured from view,

some have caught a glimpse of it,

as if something in the corner of your eye.

Sharing the same space,

do they share the same understanding of time?

Wondering if they are conscious of us

for few of us are conscious of them,

fewer are privileged to breach the curtain

yet in tandem,

we exist parallel with them. 


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