I thought that money would't buy happiness. We could all dream of being in lust. The enlightenment of nature led me to live in comfort and commonality. There's no such thing as an unconformity. I tired to change my biases, but I ended up inactive. Blind in front of my fantasies, I was stuck in a hole. The eye was astonished and stupid, yet resigned and realistic.
-Are you ready to trade repetitiveness for an interrelationship with other dimensions?
-I thought that to live in the present, I had to somehow meet condition after condition.
-You should create on your own.
-There's no logical sense.
-Face your inner screams of other dimensions, and you will not be granted the heart of empathy since it must occur when you're not ready.
The difference between imagination and experience seemed to lie in this portal. My reason d'être was flexible.