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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