Unfortunately
I think this life
This existence
Consciousness
It could all be
A delusion
And I am just an animal
With an over-inflated sense of importance
How we see reality
All depends on our perspective
Maybe the best we get
Is that
We can choose what delusion
We live in
Or it could all be a simulation
Either way…
It kind of sucks to think about.
Makes me think
That we should choose
The most grandiose
Delusions
Possible for ourselves
Because
Why not?
-C.H.
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