Smoke words every day.

The ever knowing bliss⁣follows without me knowing ⁣Stuck inside a ⁣distraction economy ⁣Flailing democracies ⁣Corruption of the soul ⁣Failing to find peace ⁣in the destruction of harmony⁣⁣I turn inwards ⁣to find wisdom ⁣that I know nothing ⁣The layers shed ⁣The skin toughens ⁣Asking ghosts in my dreams ⁣Do they know ⁣the ever knowing bliss?⁣⁣Apparitions appear…