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I am completely fascinated by humans: their behavior their emotions their desires their needs or at least what they believe to be their needs So fragile and vulnerable filled with doubt weighed down by insecurities finding joy in the unexpected always surprised by their own accomplishments struggling with experiences they thought would be easier but miraculously solving problems finding ways to get by making it through another day My nights are often filled with lucid dreams where the whole of humanity is contained within a zoo They are the rare and exotic creatures I came to admire ...but I feel like a human impostor A sense of paranoia begins to seep in like the ominous heaviness you feel before a dream becomes a nightmare I feel as if they've always known I am not one of them They've known since the day I was born They've just been playing along until someday when my suspicions of self will be confirmed Maybe that's what death is - the big reveal Maybe this is how every human feels Maybe I am human after all I hope I am
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Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 8:31 PM UTC
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I am completely fascinated by humans: their behavior their emotions their desires their needs or at least what they believe to be their needs So fragile and vulnerable filled with doubt weighed down by insecurities finding joy in the unexpected always surprised by their own accomplishments struggling with experiences they thought would be easier but miraculously solving problems finding ways to get by making it through another day My nights are often filled with lucid dreams where the whole of humanity is contained within a zoo They are the rare and exotic creatures I came to admire ...but I feel like a human impostor A sense of paranoia begins to seep in like the ominous heaviness you feel before a dream becomes a nightmare I feel as if they've always known I am not one of them They've known since the day I was born They've just been playing along until someday when my suspicions of self will be confirmed Maybe that's what death is - the big reveal Maybe this is how every human feels Maybe I am human after all I hope I am
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Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 8:31 PM UTC
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