Contemplating existence after two martinis.
Believe in who you are
And the rest falls in place.
Often we are obsessed with reality
For reality is like a prostitute
That seduces us.
While illusion is the virgin
That mocks our iniquities.
And the second moment…
Love is a dumb charade
Reality the beast that eats illusion.
Feelings are mere reactions to all this.
Today becomes Cinderella
Who has lost her slipper.
While tomorrow turns the frog into a prince.
Nothing is what it seems
And what it seems is nothing.
