Illusion
It's all an illusion
we come to find out
we create our own realities
it's all a matter of choice
but there can't be any doubt
in our projected identities.
It will all boil down
to an idea of what is real
then how you acted upon it
or how it made you feel
then building on a good feeling
toward your ultimate dream
we co-create what it is we get
no matter what we choose to forget.
A relation to this experience
and what we believe
will ultimately dictate
what it is we receive.
poem by Robert Scott Cohn
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