Crows feet and sagging frown wrinkles forming on our once taut faces can be fixed in a second!...with the help of an old photograph or one that is shot with a fuzzy lens. We are sitting on forty new asspounds that no-one out there ever even knew about. Concrete and steel ....they are so, so cold. Real people are too.
No no. No more. We have left that curs-ed place! That place called.... 'reality'.
Let's make something better! Easier! A reality of our own making! Beginning a paradoxical journey....to a life that is worth living! A warm and fuzzy place where reality only appears with a quick dash to the restroom. We have created a much better place to live out the remainder of our lives. Locked inside our homes and locked inside of our own minds. This wonderous new home of ours called.....'fabricated reality'.
Which is real? Both? Neither? Have you locked yourself inside your prison cell ..to escape? Are all of your human realities formed from simple typeface and photographs? Do you really need anything out there anyway?
Content to live this life of contradiction. Happy to make a home here ....in "fabricated reality".