Translucent Reality
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The philosophical and psychological ramblings on different topics of a psychopathic boy with nothing better to do than to analyze anything and everything in this world. Delve into the depths of my consciousness. Maybe some points of view might be similar to yours, while some might literally change the way you observe this world... Explore new possibilities and points of view while opening your mind to the beautiful twisted reality of ourselves and everything around us.
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