Jester’s Journal #1

I am writing this journal to understand this place away from everything. I do not know what they call this place. I know that this is the ultimate reality, and all other realities are connected to it. Another day approaches, in this reality. This place is odd and strange. First, there is hardly any light because something horrible happened here that I have not been informed of. Everyone that I see is hooked into a tower with an electric bolt plugged into their temple. The few who were awake told me that I must wait for the Source to appear to clarify the situation.

Should I unhook myself from Raphael Tiriel to view the life of Hermes or Sol? Hmmm…Decisions, decisions, decisions–Nope, I will stay with Raph for a time. I love how he thinks he knows, and he just might know. But who am I to tell this person how to tell time?

These are my memories of when I lived this time in another life. This life seems meaningless now once you are outside and reliving the lives you’ve had. I feel so dazed and confused. One minute, I was…in what I thought was reality, but I was just trapped inside something that created liquid illusion. I was bound to a body–a prison–and every world had a schism that multiplied thoughts, expanding the prism until everything fell apart.

So this, this place I just arrived in…is supposed to be reality. I just don’t know. I don’t know anything anymore. I’ve been lied to so much that I don’t know what to believe anymore. The one thing I do know is that I need to write more about this place.

When I write, when I create, I free my soul, –The Jester