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Novel: umm....
Genre: Science Fiction
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Location: Minnesota

Home Region:
United States :: Minnesota :: Rochester

Age:18

Favorite writers: STEPHEN KING

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Non-noveling interests: paintball

Joined date: October 21, 2004

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umm....
an excerpt

There is a waking world out there one for which most people would trade their meager existences to rid themselves of. These lost souls defying their cast of lot and indignatly druge along and piss away their precious time amongst the living. All the while they dream their pipe dreams and hide themselves away; by any means possible. Pitiful though it may be. Some saying that they have no life. Who are they to judge how ones life should be lived. Just because you were blessed w/ a heathy immusystem and a shit ton of money doesn’t mean that everyone else has to follow you arround and do as you say . Why are you so high and mighty and who are you to judge. You have your short comingings! Do not play ignorant. Bitch.
Life is a mysterious thing. In interpretation it has a multitude of paths and an innumerable amount of outcomes. Though most choose to keep it simply to happy or bad endings. And thereby it would seem that it matters now how one is to reach the happy ending so long as the happyness is grasped and all turns out for the best.
You may find this difficult to believe or even to desire to believe. But that is irrelevant at this point. All that I know, and all that you will know comes down to the simple truth of sleep and wake:

You live in two worlds: the waking and the sleeping; also you posses - at the very least: two lives.

The waking life is your own the lot you have drawn, forced by the cruel hand of ka to endure. It is the cross you must bear. While in your dreams you are forced to taste the torchers of others, for better or worse, it does not matter. You get to feel the pain of solitude and poverty. Or even what your life could have been - had circumstances proved differently.
Your own little taste of death.
“For no one ever actually sleeps. Only in death is there the faintest of hopes in finding true rest. Till then we are all just wanderers…”
Waking: Alive
Sleeping: Dead

Some choose the waking world while others still opt for that of the dead… whatever influences their selection, who can say by reason thereby either for good or bad they live out there lives enslaved to that decision. Perhaps choosing to live life in a doze accepting mental inefficiency over enlightenment as they seek what may lie in the land beyond through self-induced chemical means.

This descionmaking is our own personal and we decide if we live or die. It’s that simple.

Everyone weither young or old must make this singular choice – to live in this world or the next.

For even those who jump betwixed the worlds (the sleepers) must in the end make their choice.

And which will you choose fellow wanderer?
Will you seek your own gain in the land of material?
Or will you seek peace and freedom in the relm beyond?

The choice may seem simple the path in hard.

“Why oh why didn’t I take the blue pill?”
-The Matrix

The subconscious link. “Everyone is connected.”
-Lain of the Wired

And so all the bad thoughts are transmitted through the collective and picked up and preformed by those of a weaker mindset and will.
Thusly child you should at every chance detract from thinking of evil. for if it is not you who preformes the deed… someone else surely will.
The trees of the forest have an interesting way of wraping up our attention and keeping us looking forward and up and all around. Constantly changing ebbing like the moon: keeping us on our toes.
Whereas the streets of the city are continualy the same, rarly changing, monotonous; it is here that one gets stuck in there ways… lost in their routine: get up go to work, go home go to bed. Day in and day out it’s the same story and we become so enwrapped in this surreal reality that we become afraid to look up, to speak out, to act upon our own intuision. We become parrots and sheople. Refusing to think for ourselves… why would we want to? It is so much easyer to follow orders than to give them. Slaves by descision, to sameness and sin members of the almighty matrix (one world order).

This explenation is primitive at best but I am hoping it will allow for easy comprehention of the truth that follows. I am not here to decive you. And I am not here to entertain. Merely to explain my facet to point out the truth in all of this. To make know the failure of mankind. You have undoubtedly witnessed some biszar phenomenon and had little or no time for an explination and thus disregarded it as either an act of some supernatural or a trick of the eye, and thusly went about daily matters w/ no regard or second thought on the matter.

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