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Between you and the rest of existence, there’s a thin layer of factory machined perception. A lens that bends reality to a predetermined degree that, from the inside, feels just like the culmination of all your thoughts and experiences. A bubble wrapped protective framework, sold as an identity. You tap the edges of it daily as you peer into the glowing sphere of possibility just beyond your reach. Its cool indifferent boundaries comfort you as they contain you. And sometimes, in the quiet moments between glances outward at the vast unknown, you allow yourself to wonder…have I built this dome of certainty piece by piece? When I stop writing, and the story moves on, whose invisible hand continues coding the math behind the user interface of my reality?
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