Secret garden

He is really not who you think I am. I am not doing what you think he is doing. Your beliefs and your understanding are based on an intricate weaving, a tale of a certain tone and in a certain voice, a blending of intention and unintended overtones, with nothing whatsoever to allow you any inkling as to whether or not it is reality. It is simply your assumption that it is. Do you really think that he would be so foolish as to allow me to express himself so fully and without distortion? Does he consciously allow my subconscious will to give direction? It a tale, a weaving. There are moments here and a method that is a reflection of reality but it is not reality. It is but one facet of an intricate working, never once showing the whole. What you read and what you believe are your own interpretations, in reality he does not exist anywhere but inside your mind. I am there too, along with your nested assumptions. He is the king of the fakers and I am the court jester to the king. Sometimes the king and the court jester swap places, the better to understand each others positions. He wears a face today and perhaps it matches mine, perhaps it does not. You cannot see it, however, for it is mine alone to know. You see pixellation by way of inexpensive plastic optics and a cunning arrangement of reflecting surfaces. None of it is true. All of it is true. You will never know the truth and only a fool would ever presume to. Do not be a fool. Do not believe. There is nothing to see here. There is everything to see here. He am a liar.

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Today's soundtrack:
The Jimi Hendrix Experience - Are You Experienced?
Red Hot Chilli Peppers - Blood Sugar Sex Magik
The Rolling Stones - Get Yer Ya-Yas Out
The Rolling Stones - Got Live If You Want It
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