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I am no longer trapped. Unstuck of that cycle that I was unable to break. I want to believe this is it, but I still don't know ffor sure.

I'll start wiith what I do know.

I am a citizenn of an old city. Well, they say it's oldd, but there's just no proof. I can feel the voices judging me.

I'll keep it simmple. I am a citizen of a city without a name, a city controlled by chaos and ruled by those who see all, we aren't alloweed to see further but I did.

I am a seeker, getting better at seeing things with every attempt. But they always see me.

Well, some do. Not everyone is able to see me. Just the leaders who govern the city.

Their authority comes from two things: a so-called "miraculous" power and an invented religion. One feeds the other. A cycle. 

It's called Vialism, and all you really need to know is that it teaches that self-destruction and limits are the only way to paradise. 

It also conveniently allows you to become an available vessel for the leaders to use. 

I am a citizen. I am a seeker, and I am an exception to the rule.

Ok, this is what happened recently.

I started to seek things beyond what the leaders wanted us to seek. I started to see more, learn more. I almost had it, but they found me and slowed me down, forcing me into their ways, again.

But this drag path was different. I saw them. They watched me, they called themselves the “skeleton clique”.

Shortly after being back inside the walls, the thought of meeting my new people again got me out. I felt they needed me for something. They brought me back, taught me their ways, but the cycle was too strong. I was found and the leaders got me back inside.

Then the leaders started to create more divertions so people don't wander beyond the walls, so I escaped, again. This time, I found myself at a new place, washed up on an island. And there, I started to create a current.

With this new current I think I’ll be able to see my people again.

I am a citizen. I am a seeker. I am an exception. And soon I’ll return.