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There are somethings there that you don’t actually feel, and there are some things you feel that aren’t actually there . It’s to any’s curiosity that Ive lost my grip on reality’s terminology Notes: what does the word real mean? Your thoughts aren't a thing but a concept, but we consider them real. They really happened. Then... Is all concepted real? What if something's not physically real but i believe it's real? Who can then tell me it's not reality. My physical self is a trap, physicality another bind. Your senses make you think this sensory world is all there is. The places my mind goes are real to me. feelings , the hands that hold up the pathways my heart wanders upon; and thoughts the boat my mind uses float in a vastness. A dot in the middle of it all is consciousness, an existing that means so much Less. And I no longer consider reality, my reality.
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Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 3:01 PM UTC
Reality's terminology
There are somethings there that you don’t actually feel, and there are some things you feel that aren’t actually there . It’s to any’s curiosity that Ive lost my grip on reality’s terminology Notes: what does the word real mean? Your thoughts aren't a thing but a concept, but we consider them real. They really happened. Then... Is all concepted real? What if something's not physically real but i believe it's real? Who can then tell me it's not reality. My physical self is a trap, physicality another bind. Your senses make you think this sensory world is all there is. The places my mind goes are real to me. feelings , the hands that hold up the pathways my heart wanders upon; and thoughts the boat my mind uses float in a vastness. A dot in the middle of it all is consciousness, an existing that means so much Less. And I no longer consider reality, my reality.
Caipri
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Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 3:01 PM UTC
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