We live in a world of illusions.
We trust falsified freedom.
We feel spurious safety.
We believe fictitious truths.
We are stupid and wise.
We are gullible and untrusting.
We are saints and we are devils.
We are savage and kind.
We are monsters who call ourselves people.
We are make-believe creatures, real enough to be a harm to others.
Real enough to be a harm to ourselves.
We are Human.


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