And while the world suffers, from the distortions of humanity and their augmented imaginations fueled by greed and corruption and amplified egocentricity, I lie in my slumber.
Waiting for the next call as a meaningless, minute cog in the machine that fuels this suffering.
I awake, only to serve the world and its demand for… me.
For every bit of my life. For every second of my breath. For every ounce of strength I can supplicate.
And in its proliferation you realize that you have not gained anything… but have lost everything.
You have achieved… and failed.
You have become meaningless. I have become meaningless.
I have become an insignificant element of life.
We bask in the memories that we claim we have had, but altogether have not seen how the world has manipulated us. How it has led us. How it has created us into what we are.
For we have not seen the world in their eyes, nor the case they represent. Blinded by the simulated world we live in we grope aimlessly towards what we call our goals. Towards what we know as real. Towards what we understand to be true.
Time has stopped.
I return to the world once more.
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