“Wake up” such a simple phrase to mentally trip over. But that’s a part of it.
Thinking this world is a sim, some kind of game, unreal. Making connections to the prophetic end of days. Wondering why I chose this. “Wake up”, its still echoing inside my head.
Scared of what it all means, scared it’s going to get much worse. The end of an age in human advancement.
Wondering if I chose this and I just don’t remember. I don’t trust my memories, can’t place some of them.
Still believe I’m divine, still stuck.
Tired of this same old thing. Same old delusions. Not to say I want new delusions, I’m just tired of it all. Want to take a break from myself for a while.