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As if from a dream, wake up!
A reflection of light. I focus on where I should look.
You can see a door that led to the kitchen area, it had a glass, although it was blurry ... You could see your reflection.
Out of curiosity he wanted to see me and I just saw him.
The darkness of my face, my natural attributes are not!
While I keep my teeth clenching slightly in my mouth, I feel.
However, there is nothing that has not connected with my reflection. Every time I see more strongly and more intrigue the reflection of my eyes are desorbitan by panic!
I see the reflection and I say.
.-Me: I hid it in my eyes!
.-Me: I hid in my acts!
.-Me: I have hidden myself from my own!
It was only opaque without gesture, without detail.
Source
A smile outside this plane begins to manifest itself. I was present my laughter that grew step by step bombastic, I do not feel it here, my mind accepted that laugh, that smile, that joy, little by little a feeling in my head.
Notice that he feels familiar, so you are just seeing him. Do not know yourself but ...
Then what am I?
The derealization is a transient alteration of the perception or experience of the external world of the individual so that it is presented as strange or unreal - About this..
I occupy something that I am not, although you feel better knowing that you are something else.
Tell me, I am alien to my own being or my now is distorted by me ..
In one afternoon, the people gathered, I sat down and my back stuck in a closed santa maria.
Wind ...
With its common passenger, the cold!
It slides by all the details of my body, my face bordering and leaving its mark on: Eyebrows, eyes, ears, nose, cheekbones, lips, chin. As the air crashed into my forearms, hands and fingers, I felt the cold cuticles. Now stop creating natural heat to slow down again at night, sometimes on the moon in search of a chat.
.-Moon: Ps ps ps, yes you!
.-Me: Where does it come from?
I see the moon.
.-Moon: Hello ...
My eyes grow.
.-Moon: Strange !!!
I'm fine... ?
Was it the mental ...? The spiritual ...? The abysmal happened. In order to understand my being and to be able to grasp it, to continue clinging, I am still here, I repeat myself, although I fall into a spiral that stops only, I just start to take off the disguise of homo sapien.
I am oblivious, I have realized what happened, but also as the fear that I felt now I am a body that is feeding on fear of the future, as well as the passing fear towards the ignorance of the gaze towards the unknown.
I removed the human h, to be e entity, an unknown entity.
I am.
It is based on an actual event 15/05/2019 5:10 pm until 7:40 pm. We are monsters in blessed skins.
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