Monday, September 1, 2008
none of it
I have become transfixed with what has transpired inside. The distance I have traveled is far removed from other roads traveled by other people, but the parallels however can be drawn for ever into the vastness of my arbitrary means that relies on the false powers and promises we show so freely. The wonders of honesty are gone now and we have become voyeuristic, disconnected, and forever isolated within the screen-self. We have become shackled up like prisoners of war and we have lost the ability to communicate on a face to face level. We have become traceable and we have graduated to the self inside where we become tuned in to what our subconscious is trying to tell us. I am transfixed with images just like you and none of it is real.
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