Superstition Poem by Clinton Siegle

=Superstition truth cloaked in nightmares

Until one realizes all conspiracies are truth somewhere,

People proudly say you are insane

Eternity says are you hunger for In the truth

Reality stands within your mind

Sanity can I can believe it

Time to remember that soul stolen

In space, all this is a film.

Time is just space on a projector running from the sun

In reality, life is a game played on a grand level.

Open eyes conspiracies are reality

Need to realize reality is an illusion

The sun is the light making matter

The film is all that matters