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is the world what we see?





what a beautiful word lie is



people sometimes ask their selves when did they created lie, but they ask a
wrong question



it's not when we created it



but when we named it a "lie"



why do people give names to things



because they want to feel, they are our possessions



that, that little, miserable creatures



living on that small planet



are something



that we mean something



as a race and unit



but we don't



t's not about what is the reality



but how we see it





to see the greatest power



in peace of sand





in our world we can change the colors



and the blue can be red again





They say we escape



But we just don't agree



Why live in this world



If it is not a place for me



:)





reality is one



and in a way we made it up too



when people say they keep things real



i just realize they gave themselves no other choice



they can't see other realities





we have to be aware of realities that are fake



the ones only we are in



They are good to escape



But after some time



We feel lonely in that universes



Because in them we separate







You are one of my realities I think



I go back to it when I create



When I suffer and fly



When I took all my clothes and burn my skin



Or when I shake somewhere deep in the darkness



Now I go back there less and less



Because I don't want to suffer



And now I'm here



In this world and I write You



Is it me and You?



Is this US?