I starved my flesh for 14 days to bump into the wall.
I drew red strokes around my body to witness the limit within my protective mechanism.
I nourished my body just to see how much I could take out from it.
I led my emotions run freely within the area of my room to measure how much destruction it can cause.
I had to surround my physicality with negativity to measure its abilities and endurance. I had to grasp the finite within what seemed to be infinite.
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I was greeted by the unfamiliarity of the finite reality as soon as i opened my eyes.
I am trapped in an object that uses arteries and veins as circuits and calories as a fuel, and that is wrapped around by the layers of fat, muscles, and skin tissues. My brain is a curious being with no name; the only thing that it can detect is the discomfort within uncertainty; the blurry boundaries between the finite and infinite planes.
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