The illusions of our thoughts.
Thoughts quickly take me from the present moment, to an illusional world where I create my story and where I am king.
I am beneath the tombstone, in stillness.
I am undefined and infinite.
I am consciousness without form.
I am you.
Thoughts create my form, taking me to an imagined identity. I waste so much time in this illusional world, where I may be King, but I am not real. The tombstone will fade, but I am continues.
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