It Wasn't Your Dad

i feel like we are the proof of a mystery, of a phenomenon. It doesn't need to be your disembodied dad coming into your soul and leaving ag. What i'm saying is everything. Its a miracle. We think we have such an agency and control over our brains. Our brain fed us something from the deep the bowels of our subconscious and it was a treasure. I just had thisi i have this big val and i wertak about iwas, i can't make this work as a bit. But i was like, i feel like we're all pens, and we dip our pens in the ink of proof, which is consciousness,. And with that ink we