p̵a̶s̸t̶ ̴a̶n̴d̷ ̸p̵r̸e̸s̴e̵n̵t̶ ̵c̷h̵a̵i̴n̵e̶d̵ ̷b̴y̸ ̷t̵h̵i̷s̶ ̸w̷h̶o̶l̸e̴ ̷m̶e̶s̸s̴
Where do you leading me?
To the fitting parts, of course.
Since you already know, that you dont know , where your decisions come from.
still... There is something bothering me a lot. I dont know if is the URGE to FIT, or the rebellious process of wanting to FORCE THIS PIECES TOGETHER.
and why not BOTH?
WELL...Since i decided to go adrift, none other way besides facing thIS eventuality seens works.
This place...
it is very familiar to me.
A strange and yet, familiar afterworld.
WAIT. WHY you , ARE HERE?
You ARE THE ONE WHO shouldn´t be here.
ALWAYS A FEELING OF WATCH
CREATING A FEELING OF A WATCHER
CREATING A FEELING OF A ROOM
A ROOM, THAT CREATES AN EVENT
AN EVENT, THAT IS ONLY PERCEIVED BY A WATCH FENOMENON
CREATING A FEELING OF A WATCHER
CREATING A FEELING OF A ROOM
A ROOM, THAT CREATES AN EVENT
AN EVENT, THAT IS ONLY PERCEIVED BY A WATCH FENOMENON
THIS FENOMENON IS BEING WATCHED BY A WATCHER WHICH CREATES A SENSATION OF...
THE SCHEME OF THINGS SEEMS TO JUSTIFY ITSELF AT EVERY MOMENT OF ITS UNFOLDMENT
the truth is flowing through me... like a dream. but since when i was sleeping?
