I am too stupid on my own. I need people. And love (God, possibly - But I am too smart, to just.. go along... without questioning.. everything).

Alone, I'm okay - Once I get enough of a dose, to keep me going. Patterns, etc.

But it's been hard to start and finish things. I'm doing pretty okay with that now though... I just needed divine reassurance, from the mushroom.

And so here we are, in this reality. Sorry that if I die, none of you will exist. And that I could die, and still exist - for you (With other copies of yourselves, connected to me) - So who knows. But where I'm going? I'm not sure.. I'll figure it out..