beamazed from dializing shambelly by ANAZANAUT

Imaginary friends can never be trusted. They only serve to distract from the real world. They are, by nature, deception embodied and no one knows what they really want. They are conjured up in daydreams and nightmares to fill voids in lives lost without fulfillment or purpose. They give excuses for bad behaviour and grant license to cause ills upon all who attempt to constrain or deny them. Though they offer escape for some brief moment, they inevitably bring you down into a pit of sorrow as the soul knows that there is nothing beyond the illusion and no hope of satisfaction in a lie. They war amongst themselves, vying for control and demanding obedience. One sets itself against another, each laying claim to voracity yet both lacking anything even remotely substantial. Nations rise and fall on the backs of these ephemeral musings as generation after generation weave preciously diverting details into their mythologies. It is only through belief that they exist. Without it, they are doomed to oblivion.

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