The Enchanted Cave 2
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COMPLETE edition of the interactive "choose next panel" comic
4.09 / 5.00 12,195 ViewsThis is A POEM.
You think you are living, you think you are breathing. You are accepting what you are, you are accepting what you do.
You think this is real, you think this world you live in is real.
What if it's not? What if it's only a game, a game that manipulates your such called "life".
Anger, hunger, power is what you are feeling, you are accepting it as reality.
What if it's a dream? A dream that might soon end, and will never come again, your memories, feelings and emotions will all end, like a fading out candle, losing it's power, losing it's sense of glow. Losing it's soul.
Why are you reading this? How can you be reading this? Why not just stop? Can you stop? Do you seek the ultimate answer? Do you seek peace or something else, something you cannot be sure of,is.
Whatever it is, you won't find it in here. You can only seek it out in the universe, the ever expanding universe. The black space of nothingness that holds so many answers to so many questions unasked, or rather not existing.
If you seek the truth, seek beyond the truth of what you think is the truth.
You know something about intelligence?
The mind creates a state of self-acknowledgement to be able to react to threats and spot food and other such things based on the signals it is receiving from your senses.
You being able to think is just another way for the human species to survive...
hur,hur.
When lit portal comes out you should definetly submit this.
This post is epic.
At 6/19/09 05:55 PM, newgeneral wrote: Why are you reading this? How can you be reading this? Why not just stop?
I stopped reading it right there. If I could poop on this poem I would. I might print out a copy and wipe my ass with it.
It's not really much of a poem, it doesn't really have any rhythm or meter or sense of timing. It's more like oddly spaced phrases and sentences and such.
Dude, what the hell are you talking about.
Don't you have anything better to do than to write this nonsense?
I have a pink miniature unicorn in my left testicle. Prove me wrong.
Because I can, I can anything I want to and no one will stop me. It's my life, it's my dream.
It's a good poem that is displays the feelings that I sometimes have about this world, what if this is all just my mind?
He's saying Life is a game!
The sig that I'm wearin? Awesomely made by Skaren!
Also, I like annoying Americans by calling English football "real football" and American football "rugby".-Lost-Chances