What are you thinking? What are you seeing? What are you doing? The vision is blurry, confused thoughts, tangled and entangled networks of incomprehensible ideas and feelings and concerns, a huge whole city, with a single inhabitant, surrounded by barbed thorny wires, no trespassing, in or out!
You are the only real entity. You are the only sensible identity in an insensible existence. Time passes, but not necessarily you do the same. A face who needs a mask, encountering masks who need a face. Walking masks, insane masks, painted masks dropping their infectious ink on you, to deprive you of your ingenuity, to deprive you of your sanity.
What are you thinking? Overload. What are you seeing? Illusion. What are you doing? Sometimes fighting, other times giving up, sometimes passing, other times failing, yet all the time getting hit, getting hurt, mask or no mask, real or imaginary, getting doubtful and critical, entangled, strangled, and then recovered, incognito, and salvaged, come la luce del sole...
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