Identity crisis

evenwheniLie

 

 

 

……The entity dreamed and projected a canvas of infinite space and time, it’s own visions imprisons, without awareness escape is a waste of time; a mental factory of characters looking for the sublime, which are but mere reflections of the entity’s state of mind, a sense of self suggested other selves, it’s mind fills the order well, deeper into its self delusions we delve, here it creates on a much broader scale.

  

  • Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 17th, 2024 05:52
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • 2781

    That was mind bending.



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