Reality Is Stranger Than Fiction
When did I start believing in reincarnation?
When it was presented to me in fiction.
Truth is reality itself is stranger than fiction.
Atoms are only a made-concrete projection.
When did I come to reach this conclusion?
When I finally see we co-create the simulation.
All is light and sound, all of it is an illusion.
"Illu" as in illuminated, "sion," as in confusion.
We're all victims of our own subtle delusion
That we are less than God's ultimate fusion.
When we realize we are one, we'll reach union.
We'll see God is all of us if we just look within.
We exist eternally, always worthy of affection,
But at times we must earn through reflection.
So when did I start believing in reincarnation?
When I seen cycles of time through divination.
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