Out on our morning walk.
Wow. Someone has gone to the trouble of stencilling this on their driveway.

Perhaps they felt it would be useful reminder squinting out through their ice-scraped windshield as they back out into a freezing Canberra morning.

In a world gone mad, it curves a half-smile across my sagging colon to think that someone has taken the effort and expense to remind all those crossing their threshold:

It is ALL an illusion.

This can feel a little downbeat to some. As Bill Hicks (so eloquently) put it:

“This is where we are at right now, as a whole. No one is left out of the loop. We are experiencing a reality based on a thin veneer of lies and illusions. A world where greed is our God and wisdom is sin, where division is key and unity is fantasy, where the ego-driven cleverness of the mind is praised, rather than the intelligence of the heart.”

But that’s only half of it. The alternative to these “lies and illusions” are not somehow the true reality we must aspire to.
It’s a recursive nesting of illusory Russian Dolls all the way down.

So perhaps it is best to view illusions as the opposite of lies not their co-conspirators.
Bask in the illusions. Let them bend your colon.

The writer Brian Andreas takes this up with some clipped acumen:

“If you hold on to the handle, she said, it’s easier to maintain the illusion of control. But it’s more fun if you just let the wind carry you.