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A continuum of nothing but silence and satisfaction.

That is what we were told to think.

The truth, the reason I am here, the reason we are all here, is much direr.

Images of my past; memories. Times when I was happy. That is what we were told we saw.


Shadows masking the unknown terrors, both real and imaginary, lurking in the gloom.

That is what I truly see.

Hanging in the careful balance between life and death.

A vacuum of all sound.

A timeless yet eternal existence.


A continuum of nothing but silence and satisfaction.

They have fooled the world.

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