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Illusions

Illusions

What is an illusion?

Life is an illusion...

Reality is cruel,

And then you ask yourself

“What am I doing with my life?”

That’s an illusion.

 

This world is full of deception and lies

Full of these illustrated illusions created by your inner most thoughts

Sometimes I wonder how many people I’ve looked at in my life… but never actually seen.

Have you ever stopped and just thought about pure existence?

Have you thought about nothingness?

It’s deep, no doubt, but not rocket science.

 

 

Can I ask you a question?

Do you want to live in an illusion?

Do you want to become the slaves of the common place!?

I know that I sure don’t.

I want to become the exception to ordinary,

the justice in the courts….

 

What is an illusion?

Illusion is simply trying to decipher reality.

Live your illusion to the fullest.

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May 16, 2013
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