The mind is its own place,
And it is its own fortress,
making a celestial palace
of the great deep of Hades.
When the mind is at a loss,
in a labyrinth of woes,
it becomes an ancient captive
of a great beast primitive.
The lamp of the eye entrances
the path to the virtual realities,
the abstract creation of the mind,
making it a hologram of world.
A Cat in the Mirror 