Only the ash is true

The burning is false.

There are, and will always be times when our beliefs and faith in everything that is real will be challenged. Times when we are broken.
Times when we are burned.
But all the painful incidents, the saline, the silent screams, will pass. They will all turn into wisps of memory that can either be half- remembered or half- forgotten. They may hide inside of us, somewhere, and there, they will remain. They will only stay as memories, a one-time trip to a one-time point in a one-time reality,
But who carries them, as you drink your espresso and develop your varicose veins?
You. You, which from your perspective, was and will never be a one-time trip to a one-time point in a one-time reality. You are eternity, a reality, unto yourself.
So believe me when I say.
Only the ash is true.
The burning is false.