Reality – What is True?

Is god a reality? What is love? It is fun to question. I guess that is the point.

REALITY – IS IT TRUE?

Love sits,
Truth stands,
Reasons lie.

Love is the mirror,
Truth is reality,
Yet what is remembered,
Is recalled,
From a past,
Lost in perception.

Confusion may laugh,
Realization may cry,
As there is no truth,
In reality.

I may look to you for authenticity,
I may hear words of love,
Yet love was the answer,
Before I asked,
For it is beyond the you identifying with a story,
And what is authentic,
When I am unreal,
For all is illusion,
Playing with words of truth.

So why live my dream?
Why play the game?
When all is scripted and contracted to be here,
For god has decreed it is time to return home,
So what of free will?
When freedom is god’s will?
How is that free?
Why not just be,
Without consciousness?

If it is love,
And the unmanifest is all love,
Then love does not exist,
In that reality,
For how can you feel without contrast to name it?
So what is love in truth?
On all dimensions it changes?
How can love be absolute?

Does the duality make believe what is unreal as real?
Why choose a separated state of being?
To make up a story,
To remember what is real.

Yet if it all disappears now,
That is fine as god is unreal,
Is that true?
Who can tell?
Physicality defines and expands gods,
Why does that matter?
Why create endless realities?
Why not zero point?
Is this the point of all creation?