Delusion.
Center
of the
universe.
Made
in the
image of.
Deluded.
Self
impressed.
Self
important.
By whose
measure?
Nothing
to measure
against.
Internal
data points
nothing
more.
Autobiographical.
Gazing
in the
mirror.
Seeing
all there
is to
see.
Swirling
in the
cosmic
wind.
Adrift
in false
reality.
Self
inflicted
delusion.
Grappling.
Dancing
with ghosts.
Nothing
is what
it seems.
Inhabiting
the finite.
Simple
place
to be.
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So true, so much delusion today, it makes you want to run away! Perfectly written and so well expressed! Thank you.
Thanks Sandra
Hi S,