i find myself disturbed by the surreality of life—the filters of self images of a fictional fantasy; of false representations of selves; those claiming guilt for how well they reap the backs of their followers/their slaves
who is real? nobody is real so why not put on a costume you? what does it feel like to be fake too? Try it on …. It’s bullshit armor …. she cannot move her face for the pounds of make up and filler ….a mask to hide behind that you are a miserable tool pandering to the big guy
But isn’t it the best way to navigate —what’d they used to call it…. the internet highway…. low-way, subway, underground lowest common denominator dinosaur mind
Be fake at all costs because they will laugh at your frailties
these prisms I speak of, look at life today
Nobody is real
I just want to meet just one person who is real
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