…….My hypersleep pod is broken, unbeknownst to me I am now actually woken, in shock cause words are no longer spoken, my eyes are black and constantly open, our thoughts are interlocked yet introspectively scoping, emotions are spontaneously shared, the self is all encompassing and I am compelled to care, all is known which has expelled the fear, my experience on earth was designed despair, higher minds construct what’s there; our true forms are inter-dimensional, sent to calm a infant soul that was too confrontational, no need for alarm it’s part of a usual ratio..
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EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (
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It sounds other dimensional futuristic, other worldly. Nicely written
Thank you
You are most welcome
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