This feeling of not being yourself,
This feeling of being controlled by someone,
This feeling of being a defenseless doll and
not being able to counter it, you ever felt like yourself? Think about it we're bones with meat around it, how can that just move? There are no
explainations at all how it really works and why we can live but i have the feeling
that we have never been ourselves since we were born and we have always been controlled
but why, and who, no human being ? hardly that it is human otherwise it would also be controlled...this life, tell me, does it even make sense to live? I don't see any reasons to be alive if i'm not the real me.
Did you know i'm a doll maker.
I would like to know if my dolls can feel something if they are also alive and feel the exact same way like i do that they are controlled, that's the true isn't it ?
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Edward Jakson the doll maker
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Edward Jakson The Doll Maker
PoetryThe lonely doll maker Edward Jakson Everyone through he is weird They were also worried about him The past is past thats what Edward says But no one believes him that he is over it yet Edward was born into a noble and rich family with lovely parent...
