reality.overdose

reality is only confined to one's perception.

i love playing a game to ppl, especially to those i have not met offline, to whether i do really exist at all in their lives.

or whether im juz a figment of their imagination.

about what if the smses or calls that they receive from me, doesnt really exist, and that they are all juz imagining.

or that actually, the truth about whole of my entity as they noe it, is actually made up of many2 ppl. and that perhaps, they have been talking to many others, when they tot they are juz talking to me.

and u wont really noe for sure, aint it.

dont ask me why im doin all that.
just bored, perhaps. hehe.
or perhaps, underneath my decent and geeky image, i do haf a twisted mind. *evil laugh*

*talking about "twisting", someone accused me tt i love to twist ppl's words* - isit really tt of a bad thing?*

it hasnt occur to some that there can never be the same form of reality ever among two persons.

what more, a person by himself.

u can never be too sure about the things tt u tot are there.

what if, they arent.

for all u might not know rite now, in real hard truth, u may already be dead.

what are u doin in front of the computer screen then?, u might ask.

u might juz be rewinding yr lives back second by second, and yr consciousness obviously fooled, while yr rotting body is slowly being treated like a cuisine 7 ft down.

and u wont really noe for sure, aint it.

then, what about the choices tt i make everyday? doesnt tt make i seem real and alive?, u might ask further.

truth is, our actions, tho seemingly free and unbounded, are actually confined by a larger orbit of restrictions.

we are destined, in way or another, to reach wherever we are intended to be.
its written somewhere anyways.

most of the time, we dun remember our dreams. what if, those dreams tt we have, actually is our other real life?

hmm.
tts why i think, reality is over-rated.