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The Architects Dream

Illusions are the answer. You are the embodied image. Are you justifying such creation? Life is a back and forth pinball of hiding and seek. We hide when we deceive and we seek when we need. Rules applied with the forgotten truth that you subconsciously are not even going to follow yourself. We are all selfish. That's just the way it is and it isn't a bad thing. If it makes you feel better to measure it with an illusion then so it is. Bearing in mind your perception of the word illusion that is fake, real is what you make it, so make it real. For real! For fakes is considered just kidding and kids are who we say that too; I see this with my ears and I hear you with my eyes, I smell your fear but that is only because I remember that smell well for; well, I wear that smell it myself. I feel that smell and I smell what you’re feeling; just kidding! I know it's, "I smell what you’re cooking." We still seek proof and we verify our judgment with confirmation of our companion senses. We allow this to pass as we don't appreciate what we have been so freely given. - 2015

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