Beliefs

The pain is always real, the belief that causes it might not be.
But we deny the pain, and cling on to the beliefs.
Choosing pain over the death of our pet illusions.


It's not about having the right beliefs,
It's about losing them.
Well, it's not about losing them either.
Cos there's nothing real to lose.
They are as real as we allow them to be.
Their price determined by the pain we are willing to endure.

We often question the price. Do we question the beliefs?
For once we do, we might see through them.
Not for how bad they are, not how false they are...
But for how real we have made them.
And hence the pain - to lose them.
Stronger the belief, harder the pain.

We take pride in following great beliefs,
What happens when we see ourselves as their creators?
Even when we choose to follow one?
To see this is to take responsibility...
To have beliefs, without treating them as facts,
To see the humor in pitting one illusion against another
To cease to be victims dictated by their beliefs,
To cease being followers, and be Masters for a change.
To cease to submit to the self-imposed cages
To be free.