Bias Ignorance God Reality Science
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i feel like a planet at its aphelion
drifting farther away from the Son
unlike me, it'll always veer back
unlike it, my future's undone
i feel like a runaway slave
as i attempt to escape from my Lord
I am . . .
Reserved,
Reflected,
Becoming the Reserved Reflection of Light,
Circular,
Cunning,
Lightning Cunning through Circular objects,
Backwards,
Bigger,
You are not who I think you are,Nor am I who I'm supposed to be. So who are we really?
Reality changes constantly for me,But for you it's set in stone.Am I right, or wrong, or in between?
