…….The everyday events of reality, help to stabilizes my thoughts when I’m in it; the effects of dreams are easily compromised once ended, developing a conscientious conscious to design my next state, glitches of what is to come sometimes appear in the corner of my eye, ominous feelings of someone standing by, all of reality feels contrived, my life as I live it feels like an exhibit, and if I’m not the body, do I really need to put food in it, teleported into a virtual suit until it’s damaged, vibrations generated catapult souls, awaiting bodies strike a pose, without a soul they remain froze.
- Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 27th, 2024 21:20
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Very deep. I like it.
Thanks
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