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Nitemareweaver (Other) by William Delacroix
Nothing is real in this world. In your mind all you see is what They want you to see. They: not He, not She, not Ra or Zeus or Buddha. Everybody has gotten it wrong so far. More and more, religion is dying. Why? All of it is bullshit. The Bible is a book of lies. Righteous fables crafted to keep us in single file. Every event in your life is pre-ordained. We cannot change our fate. Everyone you know is a personage in this tale. As the story of your life unfolds, They weave it. Value what you have before it's over. Everything you know in this world is a dream. Reality does not exist. Fiction is God. God is fiction.

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