- I wish I knew how to write like Plato’s allegory of the cave. But I do not, unfortunately. I only know how to speak the truth. The truth is I don’t have any idea. Any idea of what? – You ask; I wish I had an answer for you. I do not. I don’t, however, rely on other people’s ideas of an answer. If only I knew the question, then I could give you an answer. Is the question why are we here? Is the question why am I here? Is the question are emotions real? I do not feel your pain. I do not fear you or anything. For I am not in your head. I do not know how to express that in an allegory, I wish I did. I’m not even sure if emotions exist anymore. If I’m the only one that feels them, how do I know they are real? Do you know if they are real? If you do,why do you? How do you know? Because you have emotions? I don’t know for sure that you have the same ones as me. I do not know how to make that an allegory. I will however make a comparison. I am to you as you are to us.Us Is to you and you I must Trust, Akita . Everything in life gets their return. Now it is my time in the circle the Falconer can hear the falcon
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