Do you ever feel like
None of this is real?
Like were living in the Matrix
Programmed to feel.
Do you ever think
Life isn’t how it seems?
We’re lost in limbo
And reality is a dream.
Do you ever wait
To wake from this sleep?
But your mind has drifted
Far too deep.
Do you ever hope
This will soon be over?
Because you realised
You couldn’t sink any lower.
K
The Darkest Fairytale 
Yes to everything. Effortlessly put, the typed words flow like ink to paper and the ink like the blood of your soul.
Remember, never struggle against sinking sand as you’ll only make it worse as most sinking sand will only trap you waist deep.
That being said it doesn’t take away from the fact this is a brilliant piece!!
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aww thank you Cam, love your sinking sand quote. where have you been hiding? thought you hibernated for winter.
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My pleasure!
I’ve been quietly figuring out ways not to sink. Maybe being a little too introverted and self involved.
I built a freeze ray to deal with the sand, freeze it in place then chip my way out with a hammer. it’s a slow process 😄
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haha I can imagine, glad your keeping well 🙂
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I’m certainly trying. Coming here always helps, even if it’s just to read!
Hope you’re doing great!!
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Aww bless, and yes everything is good with me, hopefully publishing my blog soon x
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Well well well!! Isn’t that exciting!! I shall be watching this space, mind need some hints and tips once you’re flooded with adoring attention 😄
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Haha. You can come to me anytime x
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It ain’t real. Sometimes though we gotta do one for the team. About the only thing real righ now is the sulphur crested cockatoo screetching above me. They can live over 150 years of age. Must be polygamous. Being stupid or taking the blue pill probably helps. Somehow I took several of each and then the first sheets of acid kicked in… the ones I thought weren’t working
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What a beautiful piece you have written..
your words inspired this piece;
https://crjen1958.wordpress.com/2017/01/09/blinking/
hugs chris
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This really flows beautifully and is quite captivating.
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thank you x
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Fuck, I know exactly.
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Thoughts inside a dream. I am a traveler of all time and space… see what I have seen
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very nice line
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Kashmir… the only war zone where one can buy a cricket bat
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Awesome work
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thank you
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It’s hard to hit the “like” button on something so sad — but it’s well written and compelled me to comment (which is rare enough). I wonder if I could ask, have you considered the possibility that your subconscious is aware — and in touch with — a substrate of meaning, and that the disconnect between conscious and subconscious causes this sensation? If you think that might be true, there are many ways to explore and connect them, such as meditation, contemplation, prayer, path working, shamanism, self-authoring, etc. etc. I promise, cross my heart, you *have* a purpose. Find it! ❤
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Hello thank you for commenting. Ahh I am not sure. But I’ll have a look Into it, big thank you for your help x
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All too often…
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Aww sorry xx
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Thanks….
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In many ways.
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Ah.. milady.. In one of the avtaar’s of Vishnu, he dreams the world..
In the concept of Maya, the world is an illusion
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Exactly , iys whether we all have the same illusion x
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True!
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Unfortunately, yes.
Great piece though. 🙂
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Thank you xx
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Good one! Love it! I feel like this … a lot! 🙂
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Glad you could relate lovely thank you x
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