I see two possibilities; either I’ve become a multidimensional being unable to feel anxiety because anxiety is woven to the future and truth is transcendental or I’m outrageously manic. I think both. At the same time. Oooooooh fuuuck. I can’t even remember anything else. I think I’m a cheetah having a human experience being controlled by some fat bluegray kid outside of this reality.
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