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I’ve come to an understatement of the meaning of true relation, between fantasy and reality. Ecstasy of an obsession to know or figure out the quality of the real mystery of true understanding, knowledge of true “patient of virtue,” is coming to a conclusion of ones pure meaning of the mystery or question to a unknown of life or just a misinterpretation, of a missing link or a pattern. Like, a puzzle with a lost piece. The emptiness one feels is the one thing that keeps one alive.



The true or false of the unknown or answer or analysis of knowledge of understanding. Maybe I did not follow the right path or road of righteous. I miss so much of reality that I stayed in a fantasy that was the answer I wanted. Knowing that I’m lost in the reality world. I’m damn forever in the fantasy world, where everything I know or what comes face to face. What is real? What is fake? Who decides what is reality or fantasy? I understand that life can be confusing, but I must grow to understand what I go through. Like many people go through a lot, and many suffer without understanding or reason.

These words may seem confusing, but to my knowledge I understand.



But nowadays I can’t trust no one, be with anyone for I forever will feel damn. I need nothing anymore, for I shall live my life in misery. I tear less from yesterday, no tears, no more today. I trapped myself in a life that made me feel like my life means nothing. I thought understanding everything I will gain true honor or destiny, but you know what “f*ck” everything I shall stand on my feet, do my own thing, and damn anyone who puts me down. To think I tried to make everyone understand me, but you know what F*ck You better yet F*ck You for you did not listen or try to see the real world or maybe the true answer, the obvious answer you tried to hide.

Or maybe try to believe the answer you wanted instead of the answer that always was in front of you.