Have you ever considered whether feelings are what stimulate, what supplement or what exactly are your needs are?
The smiling students on the way, blurry images of a nightmare, co-workers, family, pets and artificially controlled elements controlling me – NO LIFE – that’s how I would describe it. Taken over by an artificial world, trained in artificial systems, programmed and planned, nothing spontaneous; nothing unique, just a mundane component of the old game. Out of the world crazy ideas that have no worth now posses me. No support, no gravity no friction, not anti-matter. I have no want to be a part of a known and planned game yet I am not here merely by chance. These emotions are not my own nor are they creation; they are but artificially imposed upon me. No tear of mine is magic potion; No glare has a cause; Nor this thought any meaning. A mere feeling that has no explanation on what need is to be satisfied.
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