WHAT DO I WANT?
Do I really want to wake up
Or do I want to exist in this dream world?
Do I want to know the Truth or do I want to pretend?
Do I want to see past all illusions
And know what is really real?
Or do I want to live a life of pretending all is well,
Yet seeing only suffering and pain?
Do I really want to know that what I see is a product of my mind,
Or do I prefer to blame someone else, chastise the world,
Imagine that something outside of me causes all the difficulties?
What do I really want?
Can I change the way I look at the world?
I don’t know but I must try.
I close my eyes and remember,
I am still as God created me.