Evolving Psychosis

What is this life but a passing moment,
From the perspective of the mind.
Forever pushing forward,
To reach the final destination.

Knowing things are not linear,
Accepting the subjectivity.
Yet so wrapped in delusion,
Fighting for more than we deserve.

This moment, this space in time,
This is all that we are or can be.
Be still in this space,
Accepting all that is, was and shall be.