fauxcroft

We fool ourselves that we exist as beings of bone and flesh

But maybe all we actually are is conscious energy and matter,

We are not solid we are simply light

We are particles vibrating in a vortex,

The pain we feel and everything else is consciousness in action,

We live within this illusory state unable to break free,

Maybe transcending this fantasy manifests true conscious reality,

Where we finally become aware we’re not body

But a mass of light energy that’s free,

Creating all we see and believe

And if this is true then we’re existential beings,

Manifesting all reality.