A Diary of Broken Illusions

I first noticed it years ago. The world we live inside is being controlled by outside forces. Thoughts being forced as our own as we no longer truely carry a free will. The creatures appear behind a glass wall. A glass wall you are not suppose to be aware of. They always snicker and laugh at you. Talking about you behind your back. I'm just the only one who can hear it. They create and play out scenerios as if we are their toys. Our entire lives. We are just a material object. They dictate all in which happens to you. Even controlling your own loved ones against you. I would be controlled as well if I didn't notice them. I would still be tricked into believing I lived in real life. But here I am.. In a shattered illusion.

Any and all comments are appreciated. I'll continue to add to my thread over time with more of my knowledge. Sorry this one is so short, I'm not used to making a diary. It will take time to get adjusted.