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Posted @ 11/26/'06 11PM] |
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Dimensions.
These thoughts have been forced into my head-- it makes entirely too much sense, when you think about it. There's different worlds. And on those different worlds, there's people. Who's to say.. that we don't exist on each of those worlds? Perhaps each copy of ourselves have different personalities and demeanors into such a way that we wouldn't even recognize ourselves.. but, it makes too much sense.
Take Cloud for instance.
Cloud is not the Cloud that I knew. He looks the same, has the same name.. but.. he's not the same. When I finish collecting my studies on the matter, perhaps I'll elaborate.
This leaves thoughts floating-- perhaps we all think that we are ourselves, but what if we're just.. the copy of the original?
I've given myself a headache.. all this seems to do is lead me in huge circles.
No less. I've decided there is no need to search for weapons, let alone anything else-- I'll be in my room if anyone feels like making their presense known, besides on this journal. As for coming out to associate, or whatever the cause may have, I'd rather not.
-- Vincent.
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Posted @ 11/23/'06 5AM] |
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So I went stalking browsing through some of the journal-things.. I decided, "Go on, Vincent.. enjoy yourself. This is the internet." And this is what comes back.
I just.. I'm not.. I'm not too positive about that.
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Posted @ 11/17/'06 5AM] |
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There's no way to make myself understand what is happening here lately-- why should I, really?
As of now, I'll consider this a vacation. Getting out of my chamber and away from memories that will still chase me that linger there. Perhaps it will do me some good. Maybe. Just maybe I'll convince myself and go just a tad further with this, and possibly venture up and make my presense known. How else will I know who else is here?
I suppose I really did insult Mello. ..So sad. For what it's worth, the majority of it was a joke.
Even if I still don't like small talk..
And now, I'll go ponder on the idea of getting some fresh air.
-- Vincent.
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Posted @ 11/15/'06 6AM] |
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I was asleep. I was having one of my routine nightmares, and then I wake up here? What the fuck is this place? I'd rather not venture out at the time.. I'm not at all prepared for battle, if it was needed. From the motion, I wouldn't hesitate in guessing that I'm on some sort of ship.. I can hear others, so obviously I'm not alone.. great. That means before too long I'll have to deal with nonsense and ridiculous banter and jabber from morons and the like-- it was bad enough when Cloud was fighting by my side. All of his.. emotions.. flowing out of him like a river. Poor soul, he's as thin as paper.
Perhaps for now I will find a corner to lounge in, until I think further on this whole situation and attempt to make my escape. Certainly, it can't be too hard. Could it?
If all else fails, I suppose I will begin plundering the decks for weapons. They may come in handy, if my gut instinct is trustworthy.
-- Vincent.
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