The Jar

Go a trillion light-years out,

And look back at where you once were.

Of what use is all the noise now ?

Create a jar

Where all that is unreal is kept. 

This includes:

The mind, the body, this world,

And all that is known,

As well as the entire universe,

And all planes of existence.

It only contains illusions of ‘people’, and ‘things’.

There are also the ashes,

Of the false-self

And it contains the dream that I created. 

The dream that I am in, but not of.

Awareness simply watches it now. 

Someday the jar will simply disappear.

In its place is Freedom, Peace, and Eternal Bliss beyond imagination.