"REALITY"

Yesterday’s dreams, thoughts, so called « realities », transformed and gone,

Billions of times from now, they’ve moved along.

What we call “reality,” faint and unclear,

A vague projection of our mind, shaped by thoughts and fear.

A shadowed echo of a distant past,

A confused memory, fading fast.

The world we see, just mind’s disguise, what an illusion in disguise,

A fleeting image before our eyes.

So let yesterday rest, in peace, unknown,

For its truth has already fully changed, never our own.

Reality’s veil, so thin and frail,

A mere reflection of the stories we tell.

‍