This has all happened before now.

You are not imagining this.

Life is a dream and you are an imagination of your self.

Do not pass go.

Or do, because you will still end up in the same spot.

The behaviors reveal the similarities. You are merely a mimic of yourself.  You are a marionette by your own hand.

Pretend that you have control.  Bathe in your prowess and power.  Be aware of its vacuousness.

It will be taken from you.

You will see a simulacrum, and you will believe that you are the original. But you are not.  Your idea has been pursued before.  Your likeness viewed by a thousand, million others. All of which, are beyond the scope of your understanding.

This is because your reach is so pathetically finite.  You see what you can reach.  Your scope is what you can touch.  Your scope is what your immediate senses assimilate.

You fail in your grasp of before. Your desperation for immediacy cripples your understanding of the depths of humanity. Your concept of future is like chasing butterflies.

Repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat; learn nothing.

Repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, die.

I see it.  I know it.  I’m not afraid of it.

J