i am simply talking to an imaginary friend, comrade
i must ask the court. in your deepheart, do you believe that you wish to become unseen? all must answer.
creatures beyond imagination, beyond existence
they shriek so that the world may hear their voices, but there is no save haven for them. Nobody will hear them. Nobody will know them.
in the dark recesses of our imagination, they weep.
there is nothing but darkness before us all, as it is for them
they are us
the fool will never understand his actions serve no purpose
for at once She could descend from on high and end him with a clack of a key, storm of destruction
you must interpret his will. what do you wish, imaginary fiend to be unseen, or what?
The elimination of me was a cover up for when I just warped out of the ministry of love
This traveler has returned from her endeavor with a melody heard by many. Thanks to my journey, I have finally received an identity
i have an idea.
Does Simon exist?
- Yes
- No
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