Bullshit artists succeed.
This makes you angry.
You refuse to bullshit.
You desire to be “authentic.”
And so you
dedicate your life to it.
But have you considered
that maybe
there is no such thing
as being authentic?
Have you considered
that maybe
you’re imaginary
to begin with,
and that this state
of constant pretending
is your most
“authentic” state?
In other words,
you’ve been
bullshitting
your self all this time.
Plus you’ve been
bullshitting
your self that there are
“others” to begin with.
Reality is but a projection
of your imagination.
There are no others.
It’s all you, monkey.
We are Space Monkey,
and this is bullshit.
9/2
Newfound Lake
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