Anonymous ID: abb3f8 Nov. 8, 2018, 11:30 p.m. No.3813362   🗄️.is đź”—kun   >>3365

Gonna drop this one more time, wrote this when I was a /b/tard during the first Anon uprising. Q has awakened the hivemind once again and it feels mildly relevant to share it

 

Everywhere I go, there I am

My eyes see at once

All directions

My mind, a global hurricane

Thoughts unwinding

Weaving into a web

Of liquid existence

This is my mission

Not to educate

Not to enlighten

Not to unite

Nor to frighten

But to pull myself together

Plagued by dissonance 

I will not survive

I will cease

or I will cease the segregation

The illusions instilled

Diluting me still

So that I may think I am one among many

So that I may differentiate

Judge, fear and hate

Myself as someone else

So myself can know no else

Paradoxically I am

A fabric of all other invention

Here to cloth the existence of an aspect

To shroud realities

To bend light around me

So that I may feel part of a whole

Rather than whole