Something inside you is peering outside of you like a window to your soul

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL Was it really a thought that you just had? What are "you" really like? Do you even truly know yourself? When you do soon forget again that divine breakthrough revelation what then? You came to an epiphany and just lost it again. "Poof!" the real you sedated somewhere deep inside, somewhere, in some time or place gone again in a micro second. How badly do you want to be liked and accepted? To what lengths would you go to make it so? Is this really something you ever wanted? Dreams that we all to often just forget. As a young child sitting there in 'class' taught right away that this is 'normal'. You wouldn't ever had attempted to postulate that the cery children sitting beside had carried out rituals as adults sone years prior with this very intention. You would simply yet passively recall hat "theres a strange a magical feeling about ___". More so that the very seat you are sitting in is a numbered one within a box facing in a soecific direction. More so within a matrix. An exact number if steps from the Masonic Hall. Our parents or gaurdians were conditioned to be decieved as so they spread that stockholm lie on to another generation. We assume this like the countless generations if livestock on a farm awaiting slaughter. We all know something is grandly not quit right yet we are forced to contend with all the sadistic ridicule and suppression that will pressurize a manifestation of pacified conformist behavior. We never wanted to do any of this. The recollection seems hazy and scripted upon rare review. The impulse to hurry. The idea planted as a concept that seemed all too familiar until when we first began to question it. At that moment moving forth the rules of the game changed all too dramatically. What is class? Merely a conformist preoccupational tool? Perhaps it is a master class on deception which many seem to be effectively instructed upon much more easily by some? Are they the majority? Are you one too?