"You must stop living in the Palace of Lies."
Am I the only person around here (I mean, one not in an institution or muttering to themselves on the street) who gets messages when they are sleeping? I was startled awake by a voice. A voice not my own.
This has happened before.
I'm left with questions: Was it really a message for me? Or was it a wrong number? Who the hell was saying these words? What palace? What lies? What?
Makes me think I'm on the wrong track. Barking up the wrong tree. Wrong. Wrong time, wrong track. And what's the destination? And just what am I supposed to do? Truth. I must seek out the truth! My truth. And live it! But where do I start?!
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