Dream / Nightmare

About a social media thingie YOU'D WISH TO BE BANNED FROM! (tomcat, thunder guy, kiss my ass & leave us all alone pls!)

Keep it there, keep it there girl, keep it there, keep it there, girl... This is what is ,girl, this is what is real, girl ~~~

Keep it there, keep it there girl, keep it there, keep it there, girl... This is what is ,girl, this is what is real, girl ~~~

Keep it there, keep it there girl, keep it there, keep it there, girl... This is what is ,girl, this is what is real, girl ~~~

The ONE, the ONLY, The Nightmare of Humanity!

You couldn't look away. Nobody was doing anything, anyway.

I had a new job, but I had nothing to do! The people were bubbly about everything, from the time period they were 'from', to their genetic make-up. I could read all, like labels. And not because I was psychic. Everyone could do it, but they were still not used to talk about it. 

Keep it there, keep it there girl, keep it there, keep it there, girl... This is what is ,girl, this is what is real, girl ~~~

Everyone connected, but in a faulty way. No telephone numbers, just forced visions.

I was talking to my mom, I told her everything, I cried. I was sitting on the floor with my back to the heater ~ She was open about it, told me details about how the Movies are powered up, 'unrolled' (Fake Light - !conducted! - Lies!) on the outskirts. I couldn't believe that my mom is just an antenna for...? The pain... She had 0 empathy... The pain made me run faster. But what for? What for, if I couldn't even From anymore? :(

You see shit? You constantly get bullied, until you don't even feel the pain or ask questions anymore.

Even the bot/s on your own fucking computer bully you if you think too much. (There was a weird Cortana~like bot helper on my laptop~ with Emoji name, after a guy at work changed my Network). It felt as if even that hates me :( - Just like in Primary school. WHAT?

You could run, you could fly, Do anything, but it felt... So... Alone... So unnaturally alone.

Children were yelling, as the concrete places popped up if you were going in restricted places ~ nothing was new, nothing was serious either. Nobody was doing anything, enjoying anything.

New skins for known places all the time, the best you could do is say: This is shit. Then, nothing. Again.

Keep it there, keep it there girl, keep it there, keep it there, girl... This is what is ,girl, this is what is real, girl ~~~

Keep it there, keep it there girl, keep it there, keep it there, girl... This is what is ,girl, this is what is real, girl ~~~

Keep it there, keep it there girl, keep it there, keep it there, girl... This is what is ,girl, this is what is real, girl ~~~

So...Is this what they want from me? For our 'future'? (My fish Maya answered: Yes!) ...

Hell... ~

What a weird dream experience this was.

Powered up by, you-know-who, quite possibly.

I can't wait for better dreams.

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Bye for now,

This one.