pain of physicality

The illusion that hold solidity is one of pain

over time all i think is unmade and barren

merely because laws and a frivolous such

banging noise of simplicity devole in touch

senses limited by a illusion of supremecacy

aligns in a way that aligns and creates misery

we are in truth the eternal on repeat

a means to create peace

as I teach i wish to ingrain truth

that spirit is the real proof of content