……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.
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EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (
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That was mind bending.
Hope you enjoyed it
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