Fell into wrong world
Skin not mine
Thought translator malfunctioning
Verbalizer desynchronized fibulations
Flooded by fluency
errors
Words stammering uncontrollably
Manifesting interface malfunction
Consciousness dimensional slicer out of tweak
You see it is not just a matter of doing or not doing
It is deeper than that
There is a basic subawareness interface corruption
or matrix error
I understand those who are mad
They are
Others like me
perhaps
Lost
in the wrong world or mind phase
i am not mad really, although it appears so even to myself
i am not on mushrooms or some drug or plant
i am simply try ing to make sense of that place between
unverbalizable subaware soul/self and my conscious mind and its
interaction with the
manifested world
projections, maybe of a deeper disruption of awareness or
selfness?
Throwing away the models and scaffolding of what is “real”
in search of true freedom
from the limitations of my own beliefs in the solidity of
world
How can I really change as long as I, “I” am ridgid and
stone cast as the world I perceive around me.
I am ripe for change, always have been
Simply never
have found the right mold to pour into.
Like trying to fly in dreams, it takes so much concentration
just to function and appear to fit the accepted model.
I shall be my own mold, shapless and shiftingshapeness as
cloudness
Some
souls perhaps are still not formed
or
maybe never will be
perhaps be-ing is never to just be
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