Picture This.

Life is a figment of our imagination.
Life is not a realisation.
We are all a computerised passing image.
Passing through a computerised vista.
One day here then next day we disappear.
Our minds programmed with lust and fear.
We are all part of a higher game.
But we can’t point a finger because we don’t know who or what to blame.
Yes life is a figment of our imagination.
An imagination that is programmed to a limitation.