Claustrophobically inside yourself
Bending to their will isn’t necessarily the disparaging sentiment here. It’s that you’ll never be in a position to have another entity bend to appease you, never have a voice, and never actually touch what is real… But lets face it: the illusion of texture an charade of it appearing that there are other people present will always pull the bottom out to fall back into yourself in a infinite loop.
Ten Ew Mnt. Quartzite, Az. January 18’
Canon 1v, 17-35L, Ektar 100