Heaven and hell don’t really exist

They are a part of the dream

A part of the Self-created world

Imagined by the ‘me’

How remarkably mysterious is that?

The ‘me’ birthed the big bang theory

Explosions galore, fireworks everywhere

Yet nothing is happening

There is no truth

Nothing is false

It’s all utterly futile

Believing the sufferings of the past was needed for a better now

Believing a better future is just around the horizon

Hope and hopelessness

Faith and faithlessness

A never ending cycle

Within the dream

Yet it doesn’t matter if trying or giving up happens

‘Me-ing’ or ‘Be-ing’

It’s all the same

Yet different

It’s all just this

Paradoxical non-sense