Saturday, April 16, 2011

I live vicariously through the input and output of other's electronic lives. It's kind of like decoding the algorithm of life. But, I am the only one that knows where and what it looks like. At times I feel like I am the only thing that is real. Who Am I? What is Real? Sometimes, this body that I occupy makes no sense to me. I live in the Matrix. But, I forgot which pill I took.

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