I can see my hands
I can see my feet
I can feel my heart
I can feel it beat

Am I an organism
Or just using one?
Going for a ride?
Doing it for fun?

Thoughts are illusions
The organism real
The body must die
To no longer feel

Are we born again
Another place and time
Or die with our bones
After one lifetime?

The organism dies
The brain rots away
Is it an illusion
We return someday?

We exist forever
To matter at all
Beyond any limit
Beyond any wall