As I lay Dying

What if life isn´t what we consider it being? If we are not actually living a dream, but we are dreaming of a life, how do we know what we see is actually happening and is not a hallucination our brain makes to twist reality to our liking?

If we look deeper in we see how the ability to speak is the main source we use to adapt the circumstances to our liking. This way with the creation of the verbal ability the human attained the ability to control the time and events that surround him.

This way we have been living a lie, and in the recent era, with the creation of mass media distribution the ability to control a group of people by controlling what they think of a situation or adversity is growing at an alarming pace. This is why I would like to invite anyone who reads this even if its one person at all, to think for yourself question authority, remember that those that shall act like sheep deserve to be devoured by the wolf.

So here in a last thought I remorse, as I took the path that I thought was my own and broke down in the middle of this forest of darkness I´m in, here where no one can hear me scream.