a room full of mirrors

one day he came across an old factory.

but noone else could see it

he thought, maybe i will just hide it in a back pack. 

maybe there is such thing as negative space

a space within a space where whole cities lay

where whole country sides dwell

maybe this was positive space

a place noone else could see?

a controlling class of machines

lost to true conciousness 

couldnt resolve what controlled him

what was it

maybe it was a bowl of ice cream

maybe it was a room full of childrens toys

it wasnt any of that..

first it was that but then when they became manifest it turned them into something else

the ever changing thought form

direct air force injection

turn this light off

turn that light on


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