Why must life be this way? I don’t understand it. If we lived in a utopia, things might be better; but I’m not sure about that. I wish there was some kind of something to overcome this feeling of inadequacy. I doubt I will ever fully figure it out. If I had the ability, I would do it in a second. But I don’t seem to have that ability at the moment. Maybe one day I will be able to figure it all out.
This life isn't real. None of it is. We are all some kind of creation in someone's mind. Who knows how long we've been in this simulation. How long we've been asleep inside who knows what. We aren't real. The pain we feel isn't real. None of it is real. How do people not understand this simple rule of life? How is it they don't pick up on it. The truth. I don't understand how they don't.
Imagine if other people knew about this. They need to find out about this. There's nothing wrong with it. This is the real reality. I just need to wake up from it. I need to be in the real world, not this sham of a life. There's no replacement for the real thing. Nothing. We need to wake up.
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