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With so much going on, on a worldly scale, personal scale, neighbourly scale, almost any scale one can comprehend, one might wonder just what reality is. Whether it's not the dreams that are real or when we are awake. Eventually it's the wondering that causes the brain to doubt, and doubt causes confusion which in turn can cause confusion over further subjects. It is then that the line between reality and fantasy blurs. When things start meaning or mattering less as you doubt them, or if you try to hold up everything at once and get crushed below it. When dreams seem to predict what is to come or you constantly feel like things are repeating

 The Mask As I walk into the masked ball, People turn and look at me in awe, They all wear masks, and not just one, But I wear the true mask on my face, it being my face that only says one phrase... Everything's completely fine.

Concept Story 2012 21st December, first public contact with extra terrestrial life. At first panic arose, but after years of politics a peace agreement rose. There were no official war casualties except for panicking citizens, some of which who attacked the extraterrestrials at first contact in their city, it became too much of them and of them went crazy. 2013, during the year, a few 'problems' got picked out by the ET's, eastern medicine proved to be more effective, but when combined with western, could heal a lot of diseases that they never managed to heal before. Spirituality has grown bigger but multiple major religions crumbled into m

Balance You're the yin to my yang, the light that brightens my darkness and shows me the way. The sun that lightens the inhabitants in my space, making me smile like a pauper man's first big pay. You are my star of hope, that shines the brightest up in the sky. You give me lust, for knowledge, to thrive in life and attempt to succeed. You give me trust, in the knowledge that there is warmth to be found in this chunk of rock. With you in mind I cannot die, willingly or unwilling, as you are the support to the world that is my life, you're what keeps it up or down, and either way I would not mind as I know it's because of you.

Stormende Ziel Preview The sky was gray, the winds were blowing and flashes flew through the air as there was a strong storm above the oceans,  with strong waves crashing against the hull of the Caravel carrying Hans. The crew was still busy pulling up the sails,  some panicking as crackling sound could be heard. The oil lanterns of the ship kept burning, showing the members of the crew their path. Hans walked to the upper deck, inhaling the scent of the sea air mixed with the scent of rain, feeling the strong winds as he stood steadvast in his blue vest with a white blouse, and blue pants held up by a red band which had a sheathed sword ha

When monuments will fall, When humanity will be forced away, Or wiped out, I will stand there, laughing and grinning. Losing my mind would be bliss, Because what is insanity? What is reality? What you observe, from scent, sight, sound, Is reality to you. Someone else's reality, Is called insanity. As ignorance is an unknowing bliss, Curiosity is a strong lust, Knowledge is often a torture, Patience is an often disrespected value, Expectancy is a subconscious norm. Points of view differs, And so sometimes does reality, My reality is mixed, Chaos is in the one who is me. But I am not in panic, I do not distress, I simply