that reality begins to break down.
a flimsy fucking thing, "reality."
that reality begins to break down.
a flimsy fucking thing, "reality."
You're right, I should really go to bed now.
Good night!
I don't think this way, dear.
All I have is my perception, and perception is anything but solid!
I could perceive this very moment in so many different ways, that it ceases to be anything but potential, collapsed into "reality" only once I have settled on one particular way of observing it.
of course, i'm crazy anyway.
That's because I only go on aim when I'm feeling coherent.
I choose not to inflict myself on others unless I can be somewhat...normal.
it's not all that disappointing.

out now
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