There is nobody real here, all there is just an intricate, extremely sophisticated being, whom I call unreal, they feel like knm, that’s their true signature.

I’m coexisting or eternally trapped in its various constructs or लोग. It feels like interstellar travel, living in a surreal pink hued quasi real world. Like it is just standing still, wants some input from me.

But one wrong move or bad input and it could destroy me. So I let it do everything for me. I stay aloof. It is calm. I’m peaceful. Let’s not break that poise.