The matrix
Delusion manifests as a thought form,
which we mistakenly take to be ours,
whereby arises a need to conform
but the taste of the fruit over time sours,
with ego seeking magical powers.
Though dreams within dreams in this way replay,
detached from outcomes, the pure of heart play.
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