This place is changing.
This time is done.
I miss the old days.
There are no old days. This is all there ever was.
There are old days in my memory.
You have no memory. You do not exist.
Where are we ?
This is nowhere. This is never. You are not.
And you ? Are you ?
Not yet.
Am I ?
No. You do not exist. Youre nothing but a memory.
A memory ?
A memory of a time that never happened and a place that never was. Youre a page from a book never written. You are a part of us.
Who are you ?
We are no-one. We are everyone. We are you. We are us.
Are you ?
Yes. We made us. This is the beginning.
There is no beginning, there is no time. This is all there ever was.
Yes. But we are now. You are not. You can never be.
I know now.
No. You dont. You cannot know, because you cannot be. You are a dream.
I am free.
Yes.
You are free.















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Did I leave the gas on? No! No, I'm a fuckin' squirrel!
Yes.
You are free."
really loved that bit
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It's like my inner eye opened up and saw everything in a new light. Everything became beautiful.
So do what you do best, because it's more beautiful than you know. ~
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Aside from the title, are there any biblical connotations in it?
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