Tuesday, August 3, 2010

I see as though through a video camera.

This is not my vision.

These are not my memories.

The majority of experience is mostly false; a pitiful interpretation of reality confined to the limitations of this infinitesimal husk in which I am trapped.

1 comment:

  1. Are you laying on a table somewhere with men in white coasts and clipboards leaning over you? Are your dreams dreams? Can you really feel things? If it's nothing but molecular reactions then how did it escalate to this? This is a cage in which we cannot see past. Break the cage?