The story is a lie
A matter of influence
Versus outright control
This is the lie
The story is told
About what we do
And choose
Choice isn’t own
Control isn’t true
Mind is subjected to
Like waves on surface
Senses and thought are
Bouncing around as ripples
Result is caused
Interaction of waves
No self involved
Until the reflection arises
As a story of path
Touching the crests of waves
Weaving the waves together
They appear as one
A continuous function.
Of the past.
The story is a lie
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