The questions of consciousness

The instinct has to be distinct because,
Normals just a myth, created by a topic overdiscussed.
There's a billion different people dreaming a same dream,
But is a dream really your dream if assimilated off a T.V. screen?
I think not, is this whole world lost?
Jaded and manipulated by some calculating boss?
But music is an art, and that can't be quenched of vision,
Music will always be superior to shopping lust and television.

The fore sight has go further because,
Hind sight's 20/20, and regret kills the buzz.
There's a thousand different ways to problem solve,
Without having to put your ethics into a moral conundrum.
It's just about taking time, taking the effort to find,
A vindicated resolution buried within the mind.
For our choices shape the future, and the future's soon to come.
decisions made in turn conveys if wisdom held the trump.

The questions have to stated because,
The bliss of ignorance is in essence, ludicrous.
The inherent gift of common sense, should indeed surmise,
Without some bias alliance converting the self, to sheep in line.
A presence should be owned, in full without relent,
Regardless constant pressure, intended to comform the rest
Originality, the key, the thought make your vision
For in ones self, the conscious spells, the language of decisions.