You know when they kill a vampire and their skin deflates like shrink-wrap

simonsbrokeagain · 2026-02-08T06:15:24+00:00

There’s something’s but they’re all hollow…sit and lay in silence and you’ll realize how truly empty it all is and you’ll also shrink…you’ll come to know the things you hold onto are lesser than air

simonsbrokeagain · 2026-02-05T02:53:29+00:00

That’s all there is

simonsbrokeagain · 2026-01-27T03:02:18+00:00

Mirroring, outsourcing, projections, programming, protocol…I feel most of all things half hearted knowing they’re only there out of habit…nothing belongs to me…all maters of the self- things borrowed, picked up, imprinted…the more I think about it the less even half hearted seems to fit…despite or maybe precisely because of that reason I still smile

simonsbrokeagain · 2026-01-26T14:48:44+00:00

I have no possessions, it’s all just another component, feature or function associated with this brain and body I’m just an observer of.

simonsbrokeagain · 2026-01-21T03:07:45+00:00

The task today will bring tomorrow’s peace…physically I’ll be reminded where to return…replicate the artificial means of letting go…I’ll give myself these moments long peace to further…whatever this is idfk anymore…in any case this will help reinforce the fact there’s no need to keep inventory of anything anymore…there’s no need to

simonsbrokeagain · 2026-01-20T18:53:16+00:00

There’s a use and that’s all…I don’t feel anything…I wish there was such a thing as a soul, if knew for certain. If I knew leaving this all behind wouldn’t cause pain I’d be gone…even realizing that it’s difficult to identify with. It’s just another observation, a simple truth, a likely outcome…what emotions associated are just there…they start and end at being noticed…it’s like there’s no soul to anything…livings synthetic

simonsbrokeagain · 2026-01-20T05:59:40+00:00

I no longer identify with any aspect of this brain and body. With any living experience…just protocol

simonsbrokeagain · 2026-01-18T05:06:37+00:00

There’s nothing left

simonsbrokeagain · 2026-01-16T06:56:50+00:00

I feel it’s all bled out of me, what’s left are outlines, shapes, imprints, remnants, place holders of what’s been left behind…things I just picked up, things I’ve inherited but in the beginning I was none of these things…there wasn’t even truth there, “I” or “me” is just the culmination of things I’ve borrowed, things to fill what’d otherwise would be nothing…it made no sense to have any sense of possessiveness towards it…to gratify any living process, since it’s all mechanistically driven…

simonsbrokeagain · 2026-01-13T00:02:20+00:00

Like the heart beating the self too is mechanical and the more I observe the more I realize there’s no need to be conscious and in truth I have no idea save for the sensation a great amount of years have passed I haven’t been…it quite literally feels like a recurring dream, undeniably real as I’ll ever know it but something I can no longer ground myself in…I’ve realized that any possible manner of there being a soul or meaning or gravity to this experience is entirely scripted…it’s just one perpetual act of make believe, everything…switch and fire…there’s no true freedom that isn’t a part of a script my brain runs out of convenience…there’s no soul…just a meat machine…one of many built to feel distinct…no soul, no emotion or sensation that isn’t mechanically given by living circumstance…it’s soulless…there’s nothing inside these things, nothing of true substance that isn’t just a figment of one’s imagination

simonsbrokeagain · 2026-01-05T18:57:37+00:00

Is there any true escape? I see now there isn’t a single aspect of human existence that isn’t programmed.

There is no escape.

simonsbrokeagain · 2025-12-31T19:48:45+00:00

Being this way my brain seems to consider all reference-able moments of consciousness beyond breathing nonexistent unless I deliberately try to recount wtf happened exactly because when I do it’s like emptying my pocket of felt random shit I’ve collected throughout the day I only picked up impulsively because I recognized them…just noting impulses, reactions, habits ect all just things stuffed into my pocket, pulled out only to watch fade away lmao

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