Cartese and the demon

Cartese and the demon

And his question

How did I know what it was?

Am I Descartes and the demon

And did I fathom, heaven, hell, and the axis of this realm were upon?

He wondered aloud

A question taboo, everyone knew

“How do I know a demons not tricking me into making up the whole pantomime of life? Is it all really playing within my own mind?”

And I heard him

Or did my schiz dream him

Surveillance,  conspiracy,  deceit:

Schiz is the new normal

A schizophrenic landscape

To dream a new question up

Did my paranoia manifest the schiz landscape?

And I ask my own compass

In the sciz landscape

Tho eastward and westward

Is a lie

My heart, my compass

I follow my guide

The sun, the light inside