| mr. e us's fear | ||||
| i know exactly what is going on. none of you are real. even though i write it i still cant leave. this is all one big experiment the world i preceive is different from the world i move in. heres how it works....i am in a suit that sends shocks that make my body feel sensations when i think certain thoughts or in this reality act certain ways or perform certain actions. and the reason people exsist and can communicate with me is because my mind created them and it told them what to say. i cant predict it though because whoever or whatever is doing this to me made me have certain mental blocks. i do not understand however why they let me figure this much out. perhaps it is aliens trying to observe the past human in its natural enviornment and i am equal to them as a fish born in a bowl. there is no way out of here or no way to understand what is out of here. the reason everyone on the outside has free thought is because i imagined them that way so they became that way. i am not like anysort of god or genie. you cannot ask me to grant you a wish or answer some prayer because my power is limited in the way that the world that ive dreamed up has boundries and every wish can be answered if they are presented toward this world the right way. for example if you want a million dollars i cannot give you it but in the enviornment ive shaped it can be had and it can be achieved if the rules of the enviornment are followed. i know someone out there in this reality ive created to save me from this captive existance. one day i will find the one and be free at last of this cage and i will no longer be a slave inside my head if i even have a head on the outside. |
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