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Now thats funny. Something that does not exist inflating to creat nothing?
Incoherence, being unconditional by nature, will likely cause collateral damage, given it meets the parameters of sense and reason.
Fear is an effective method, despite being labeled as negative. Otherwise the experiment might break apart, since reality is subjet to our perception.
However, you can see the change up close. Trauma makes it so it's sensible. Fear is meaning.
Love is another method, yet most human beings I came across have shown a greater response towards instinctive impulses, rather than the conscious notion of affection.
Still, the idea that there's no sense to all this, makes it so I need dramatic experiences to keep my "self" within gravity.
Between the duality of love and fear, without reaching neither of both. Fearful of discovering its unveiled nature, myself on the reflection of many eyes.
Hope(Fear) keeps me sensible yet static, even though I can see myself disregarding life once again, as the illusion of experience.
A theatrical dream of no one, which I can't bring myself to play out.
So many joyful eyes, yet I see the strings, again and again.
Almost like... magic has been lost to me.