My dear episode

So you say, we’re so aware. Hell yeah. We’re so clever, so aware, so sincere. We’ve got out from the matrix. We see everything so clearly. We’ll never get entrapped by this „pink love story dream” again.
We’ve seen it all. We’ve tasted it all. We’ve spewed it all.
We see it from the distance now. All this delusions. Hopes and dreams. Sweet common lies to ease our existance.
And we know, it will never happen again to us. We are cool, we are cold, we are distanced and balanced. We can use our bodies so freely. Our bodies and so-called-souls. There’s no more traps in front of us. No surprises as well.
We’ll never believe in this fairy tales again.
So we’ve got out from the matrix. Don’t you want to go back?