Aiden Deis: My Subset of Reality
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Last published Tue, Jan 10, 2017
I find my life interesting enough to write about. So I assume there exists a set of people who might find it interesting enough to read about. As should become blatantly obvious, I believe that revising grammar, spelling, style and the like would compromise the main objective of this project; which is to preserve my instantaneous perspective of my daily life.
I am classifying this project as 'adventure' because from my perspective that is what this is. As you might eventually notice I have a very fickle relationship with reality; as in I think reality is unatainable, which is why this will not be classified as 'non-fiction'. Besides, it gives me an "out" if I should ever decide I want to shed my skin.
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