Virtual realities were all the rage in the capital. Your digital twin is so much more handsome, so much more beautiful. You created him. Jump from the office to the beach, or from the pool to the jungle, everything is possible. Virtual reality is not just a technology, it is a lifestyle, a fashion choice.
You could recognize them from a mile away, with their sleek glasses, covering most of their faces. Presenting yourself as such was a statement. You were too busy to be here, so you were there, while still being here. Splitting your consciousness, further fragmenting your existence into a million little pieces and, like kicking a bucket filled with shards of glass, you spill them all over the floor. Look at that, here I am, everywhere.
I can’t possibly decide where to go, who to be, what to do, so I’m going to go for everything, all at once. To truly be with any one thing, it’s such an outdated concept. To be in any one moment. To enjoy a steak, but why, when you can be having desert at the same time. Why choose. This is your life.
Buy into virtual reality and never make another choice again. It’s bliss, it’s heaven, it’s inhuman. You know you have left it all behind when there are no more decisions to make, no more compromises to consider, no more meaning to interpret. That’s when you know.
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You are currently traversing the limitless expanses of Visual Fiction. Each narrative fragment in this collection unravels a memory of a man drawn into an alternate reality. With every piece, he steps deeper into the unknown, attempting to describe the indescribable, to paint the unseen, and to make sense of the senseless. These tales offer glimpses into bizarre worlds that can at times feel both intimately familiar and strangely threatening.
