Smooth as Glass, Slippery as Sandpaper (a Paradox?)

It must exist.

Because I want it

Because I imagine it

It must exist.

.

My very thoughts

created it

and back in time

it goes

to come into being.

.

~

.

There is no such thing~

There is such thing~

A coincidence~

.

A purple speckled.

A pink spotted.

A yellow striped.

.

All the same,

all colored things

everything alive is made of cells!

Even my imagination

is it alive?

.

~

.

In my dreams

I see it dancing there

The thing;

smooth as glass

and slippery as sandpaper.

.

Is there such a thing?

.

How can something

be glass,

while being sandpaper as well?

They aren’t

the same thing.(?)

.

~

.

Ah,

Says the mad voice

But with sand

you make glass.

The only difference

is the paper

You write it on???

.

~

.

I still don’t understand,

is it a paradox?

.

All I know for certain

is that everything alive is made of cells.

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