Shadowed Images
Unraveling Life's Enigma: Witchfinder General's Shadowed Images
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Are we here or is this really the end?
Contemplating existence and questioning if the current moment is the end.
Are you real or just a vision they send?
Doubting the reality of a person, wondering if they are genuine or a fabricated illusion.
I see you now, but are you really a friend?
Seeing someone, but uncertain if they are truly a friend or foe.
When I switch off Is this really the end?
Questioning whether switching off signifies the actual end of everything.
The bubble of life confuses me
Feeling perplexed by the complexities of life represented as a bubble.
I need to know just why
Expressing a need to understand the purpose or meaning behind life's intricacies.
My thoughts are just abusing me
Struggling with intrusive and troubling thoughts, seeking answers.
Oh why why do we live to die?
Pondering the existential question of why life leads to death.
Could it be we're only here to amuse
Considering the possibility that human existence is merely for entertainment.
Oh I wish I did know their games
Expressing a desire to understand the hidden motives and games of life.
I'd try and confuse
Expressing a willingness to confuse or challenge the expected norms if understood.
Do I think or is it there in control?
Questioning the autonomy of one's thoughts and whether they are controlled externally.
What purpose have I?
Seeking a sense of purpose and questioning the reason for one's existence.
I need to know my role
Expressing a need to understand one's role or significance in the grand scheme of life.
The bubble of life confuses me
Reiterating the confusion caused by the bubble of life, emphasizing the need for answers.
I need to know just why
Reiterating the desire to comprehend the reasons behind life's complexities.
My thoughts are just abusing me
Expressing the torment caused by intrusive thoughts, questioning the purpose of suffering.
Oh why? why do we live to die?
Repeating the existential question of why life inevitably leads to death.
I'm trapped inside my head, with only my thoughts
Feeling mentally trapped, isolated with thoughts, and experiencing the aging process alone.
I just keep on aging no-one ever consults
Expressing the loneliness of aging without consultation or guidance.
My curious mind it never seems to rest
Highlighting the ceaseless curiosity of the mind and its constant quest for understanding.
Maybe I'm programmed
Speculating on the possibility of being programmed or placed on Earth as part of an experiment.
Just put down here for the test
Suggesting the idea of being a subject for testing or observation in the larger context.
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