question after question

there is no future
there is only the perpetual now
and everything exists
not as a line but as
layers
every moment that we called now
is still there and everything
that we will call now
has really already happened as well
because it's inevitable

snakes whisper in my ear that
I'm alone
like consciousness
and dieing
it's all subjective
we all die alone
and I've seen what alone is
in dreams
and visions
altogether subjective
to the only one that exists

another snake
another phantom
whispering
"consciousness is the illusion"
(where do they all come from)
what if she was right
there is only one consciousness
he's scared
he's tried in vane
to hide
to forget
for several billion years
to forget
that he's alone
making all these
puppets
and snakes
and guardians to watch over the bodies
he's lined up to take on the spirit

I am just another vessle
the reincarnation of the only one that really is
I am on a timelock
I am a pandora's box
the last in the line
of millions
the casing of a king
the king of no one is still a king
if he wants to be
but if everything's lost
then why stay illuded

there is no hope
break the pocketwatch
and you still have to wait