i think i just became michael shelley like i was typing something unhinged and just devolved into distortion territory
"I am not dead nor alive, I am not a who, I am an it. I am a what. I am a creature outside of existence, the hand of the hallways and the melody that describes itself. I am that which is not real. I am the keys you could've sworn you had just a minute ago, the phone that was in your pocket, the billboard that you were sure said something else. I am not human. Not anymore."