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#veiwpoint
i get that feeling   a shaky feeling        beaky light and grain        ; everything is so unconvincing i make a scan for my own mortality..anything ? the results come back ; 'nothing is real' my mind hollows dumb   'i feel nothing' further scans back this up :   everything appears              to have never . been . there what is the purpose                                   of this 'receiving' business ? whilst senses take to the battlefield        to vacate hell of all expression my 'being concept' idles   the breath is held back  stuck and forgot and it . all . falls . apart    tiles from the sky 'i knew it!' but   before it can be pointed out              it gathers itself back up again neatly reforms                       like it was 'just . a . joke' to be evident to all  and to all  agreed upon this is it .. the great scarecrow                  of suggested 'reality' i hold up my arms like antlers and clearly state 'this is it the great scarecrow of suggested reality'
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Oct 14, 2025
Oct 14, 2025 at 9:20 AM UTC
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