Bask in the Sun

What if matter
Is a fiction,
Derived by mind?
What then?
Bask in the sun and no more?
Can this be chosen?
Or no choice?
My bed: time to lie in it.
Is there a world to change?
Can I make it better?
Or am I fooled
By things beyond
Understanding.
Trapped by vicious circles.
To think this way is doom.
I am to live
And live well:
A good life.
To deny the universe
Is a cheap man’s con trick.
Because in it’s completion
It denies you.

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