The true essence of the illusion is not in yes or no. It is in that time its self is nothing more than a point of starting and stopping.

If yes were no and no a yes would not time be belittled by its inner most structure of the illusion concept. Its like the story of if a tree falls in the forest and no one is there does it make a sound? In retro does the tree not fall, but transform into the illusion of thousand structures.

Can life its self be only a minute in a memory of conscious state of only illusion of time and place in retro state of mere existence of a second of conception into belief and sight.

When as a child we seek deep intimacy of affirmations greatly only to find them sparse and considerably less desired. The illusion only over ruled the deception some to a tragic illusion of desire of procreativity when blinded by the the said illusion.

When the young say love I love them. Are they merely looking at a deception of the illusion. When what is needed is not affirmations, but the knowledge of self worth. This can produce an anti misconception of the mental structure.

In this society of plastic gismos and blinking contraptions. We as a information and instant foods conglomerate. Are we delaying the fact one boiled down to the core. That we are merely in an information overload. Illusion of of existence for the Jone's is not in what they owe or know.

We search to find happiness, when it is not there to look for it's there to experience. What is at the core of happiness? Its the illusion of why a thirty- eight year old weds a person in their sixties. Or the girl twenty- one weds a forty year old. All four knowing it has nothing to do with money neither having a dime.

The truth is no matter how technical we strive for. In this essence of illusion of time and gismo's. How many times we are inundated that the best way to be is as simple as one, two, three. Then Hollywood over seventy percent of the time can be smart making movies, but the simplest part of the equation they just can not understand.

The only illusion is that after you take the glimmering and glittered they are nothing more than you and I caught in this illusion of information overload. When all we want is the one thing that if we just hold out our hand for:

“ Love.”