What if what we call dreaming
Is actually our true home?

What if our lives are just a giant video game
Played by people with a weird sense of humour?

What if we really don’t exist
Except in someone’s warped sense of justice?

What if Truth
Is just someone’s mind creation?

What if when we sleep
We are really living in another dimension?

What if what we call justice
Is really injustice to someone else?

What if what we think is proper
Is really improper?

What if we can’t know right from wrong
And it just gets skewered up in our fantasy?

What if life as we live it
Truly takes us nowhere?

and all along, we thought
that there was a right and wrong way to live
and that our lives depended on how we behave
and treating people with kindness was important
and that compassion played a role in who we are
and that we all have a purpose in life

What if there is no purpose
And, we are just here….now…..