This non existence arises as whatever is apparently arising (happening)
It's all completely non existence, none of it is real at all
This forgery of something that really is happening, is merely weak, unstable
It can't stand up by it own, it needs to run away, so it won't be caught
This weak performance Is flickering away so fast, it goes unnoticed
And appears real for an individual self that believes it as a past and a life
Like a lightbulb that goes unnoticed as its flickering away
Whatever is arising is never staying still, it's
Always moving as fast as a train
This dream is barely making a mark, is barley getting going, getting by
It as no consisting evidence of its realness
Because its not real
So how is this all happening?
Well its not but it appears like it is
Like a play or a movie
Whatever is flashing up, lightning up
Is fickle and transient, all arising from non existence
And its showing up so fast, it goes as quickly as it arrives
And the assumption is
This is real, I'm real, your real, I have a past
I'm going somewhere, i need to overcome, achieve
Something and all of this, my life is really happening
All of that is just a story
How lovely
