Differentiate.

Everyday, we breathe. But we cant see air. So is there air? My eyes are not sharp, but my sense of touch is, I feel it's presence, whenever I go against it, or it goes against me. The problem with me is, I cant stay still, and even when I'm asleep, my stomach and chest move. What is happening here?

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I see advertisement everywhere. Everything is advertising for everything, in some sort of way. The keyboard in front of me is advertising for the letters, the red cup in front of me is advertising red. I am advertising myself when you see me. Even if my mouth dont speak, standing there doing nothing, I am advertising myself.

Makes everything feel so cheap and commodified. Let me inject life and eject the neon lights. Ok. Yes. we all represent something, an existence of something,but sometimes, we got the wrong cover.

A unread and unknowledgeable man is forever biased,no matter how hard he tried not to be. so adjust your judgment scale. Man.

Fact is. We just have trust. Trust that the air surrounding us is sufficient to breathe. Is it there? I dont know. It has to be. Because I am still typing.

So. Formula is this: Trust first, use it, and if you feel it, it's real, if you dont, you know it's fake.

Man. I am a genius. Well, Van Gogh is a genius too, but he cut his own ear. Now, what is genius? You decide. I gave you the formula already.