crazy dream

Back in OC driving the 405 heading to seal beach like area... Job placement agency and I was held hostage by Indian recruiters and had to fight my way out. Seeing all the rest of the drones trapped in 80s styles like a dystopian Terry Gilliam movie maws agaped at my rebellion. A nerd drone making copies of d&d materials to load back up in their 4 door budget sedan bedazzled in sci Fi nerd regalia adorned on their back windshield. Droves of yuppie looking geled out dudes & dude totes bewildered at my repulsion of their shitty behavior as if I was the alien. 

Weird clone cars ... For some reason I had 2 red Xb's... And I was unsuccessful in getting them to merge back into one.

I feel trapped... This reality really is something of a mind fuck. The saccharine ballet of what is that is demanded of the populous. This hellscape of a reality that is foisted upon us all.. we are trapped not only in the illusion of reality but the systems we enact. With systems for the masses and something completely different for those who govern us. The lackeys of reality who subjugate us... Our mental being tied to these phantom notions of being and self so fragile.. so tenuous... That the mere breeze disrupts our well being. Nirvana truly is in getting rid of ones identity.

These tethers we place upon ourselves, the mental bondage one wraps themselves in, is the illusion of being, of identity.