knowledge as reality. Really the moon disappears when I have no thoughts on it. But keep repeating: moon, moon, moon, at all times, will be a hard time. Unless I can teach my brain to live with the sixth sense. My eye also focuses, I'm focusing on the orange on the table, but I see the rest of the table, the chairs, the refrigerator back there, the wall, the ceiling, the floor, even focused in orange I can see these other objects. So if I try something like that. Despite living focusing my attention on something else I would be conscious that the moon is there. I make my mind, I will be a lunatic. Do You want to be a lunatic with me? What about my friend?
I need to remember this, easy way is make a formula, yes, seems good. 6S-CCK, sixth sense, constant conscious of knowledge.
Human, I and the others.
Talk to myself? I? No. There aren’t 2 inside anyone, I mean, I'm always one, I think. Do the other humans have this same impression, that anyone lives alone, that anyone is one. It gives me the impression that I'm behind my eyes, you know, as someone inside a house looking out the window. That's the idea; there is an external world and that internal thing. I will try to perceive me with the sixth sense. I put my hand on my face, it's my hand, it's my face. Do not have a mirror around now but I know my face, I do not need to touch, or look at my face to know my face, since I wake up I rarely look at my face, but it is as if I spent all day long knowing about my face. I go to the mirror and there it is, my face, the sense of sight is showing me it's my face. I recognize it anyway. I take a look at some old pictures of me, and gosh! My face has changed, not an exaggeration, but certainly changed, just have one picture of when I was a baby, and in this picture, I do not recognize my face, nor on that of five years, nor on that of 10 years, wait, in this I’m something like me, this at 19 year old, ah, and this at 26 it’s already my face, my current face, that face on the mirror. Wait! This is not my face. I'll close my eyes, I will cover my 5 senses and activate my sixth sense. Mirror, mirror, what is my face like? Oh! Bones, yes, a skull, yes, and cartilage at the tip of the nose, my skin is peeling, the hairs on my face are growing, saliva being produced in my mouth, tooth enamel is growing, blood is pumped by all the veins , oxygen being carried to each cell of my face, yes, the face, all of it, is a multitude of cells, and there are this cells that are with me since I was born in the lens of my eyes, and the muscles of the lips being pulled into a smile, I can’t resist, eyes closed, feeling my face trough the sixth sense, I can’t resist, I smile, and it is a command of my brain, which comes trough nerves, and starts chemical reactions, substances that alter muscle cells, causing a contraction in certain places, and comes this smile on my face. And all I'm thinking actually is a multitude of chemical reactions, which are electrical modifications, because they change electrons in atoms, molecules changing, emerging magnetic fields, and on these brain cells this storm is this strange feeling that comes over me. My face in the sixth sense is different from the face that I'm used to perceive, that turns me into a different being. I open my eyes and see myself in the mirror, nothing has changed, my sense of sight shows me the reality I got used to perceive, but now, the sixth sense changed my face, I know that vision is only a part of reality, and a small one. I perceive my face as it really is, in this augmented reality of sixth sense, my smooth skin, it is actually more similar to the Earth's surface, so irregular, I perceive the cells, the molecules, the atoms, and my face is like that. Gosh, that's what I am.
Glimpsed, I go out to the street. For the first time I perceive a human being. Yes, the sixth sense. I see her coming toward me, walking at a slow pace. The skeleton, of course, has a skeleton inside her and also has a skeleton inside that another human there, and also that other one across the street. And the hair on her head are growing, cell by cell, even now as she walks towards me, the light is coming in her eyes, through the cells of her eyes, being electrical impulses that will go to her brain, and will be interpreted, analyzed, organized, and form an image of the reflection of light, in which she is used to feel the reality of her. She's breathing and oxygen molecules are coming through her nostrils and reaching the lung of her, and then will feed cells in the little finger of her foot. Her heart is beating, giving strength to all the blood in her body to go through all the veins and blood vessels leading energy and removing impurities from cells on her body, and the liver, and kidney, and esophagus, all they are there, inside her, and everything is working, acting, functioning, inside her body. A multitude of chemical reactions taking place, and hormones and acids are reacting throughout her body, cell divisions occurring, dying cells and cells being created, her DNA present in each of her cells. There is more, her body is not what is like now, that shape, to be this current shape that shows me my vision, her body must have been a fetus, yes a fetus, then a newborn, a girl at 3 years old walking undecided steps of child, then 8, and 15, a girl, her first menstruation, a woman. That is it, the sixth sense shows me the time and the five senses deceive me over time. And for her age she probably had a boyfriend, first kiss, had sex, yes, she has a vagina and breasts, her body is also sex, so she is a she, that another human there is a man, probably have a penis. But perceiving she and he with the sixth sense is so little difference and there are so many similarities. That one there was also a fetus, a boy of five years old, a boy taking his first ejaculation, turning a man. And that other one there, where have she spent her childhood, what windows have she looked trough, which market she buys her oranges, which mirror has she looked at. All these humans on this street, everyone has lungs, and their brains are a storm of chemical reactions, all of them are feeling something, all of them are so connected to the 5 senses. Gosh! All of them fooled by the 5 senses. I'm probably the only one is seeing another human being with the sixth sense. My world is so strange now on.
I came home, shut the door, and ... the walls, the ceiling, the floor, none of this would close me, my sixth sense made me see beyond the walls, is the city, beyond the ceiling, is the sky, the stars, beyond the floor is the center of the Earth, and the other side of the Earth and outer space. I wanted to forget about the human beings, but my sixth sense made me perceive seven billion human beings, here, on this very moment, with me, on this planet Earth, some of them are inside house had just come through the door, as I end up doing, and others were going out through doors, and another human is crying, and another one is cheerful and smiling, and another one is sleeping, and another one is pissing, and others having sex, and others in cars, and others listening music, and others dying. Dying, everything that this human was, all his cells, chemical reactions, the arrangements in his brain, all this is dying, his history, as he was a fetus, a newborn looked for the first time by his father and his mother, a child who lived with his family, and even one that was dropped from the cradle, a being that sucked oranges, a being who saw the moon (ah! that magic again), who loved, cried, and sometimes he wonder with his life and the lives of others, who made mistakes and sins, and successes, and had victories and defeats. Gosh, that's what happens when a human being die, whoever he is, among these seven billion humans, is that feeling. And another one died and another one was born. My eyes were closing, what world is this? What emotion is that? I needed to stop it all. Moon, moon, moon. Silence. Silence. And lifeless, lifeless, lifeless. I fell asleep.
I woke up, opened my eyes, and my sixth sense was activated. They continued to be 7 billion complex human beings living together with me on this planet. Some were waking up, like me, some were still asleep, and others were at noon, having lunch in another place on that sphere. I was a little scared by it and certainly glimpsed. But when I concentrate myself on making breakfast the sixth sense has disappeared and I no longer saw the 7 billion humans. But soon I understood something quite significant.
It is hard to say what is the unknown or the value it has, if there's something I do not know, I can go and try to find out, in a quest. What is the temperature of the moon? I'll go on the internet and see. Where takes sun, 100 ° C, and where the sun does not handle - 175 ° C. Gosh! Wh
at awful weather you have loved moon! And now, what is that knowledge? Now I know this, that the moon has a very bad temperature for a human body like mine. I know, it's a known inside me, I could not live on the moon as I’m living here on Earth. And here is something stressful about knowledge, the more I try to deny something that I know more I claim to know it, specifically if is something as true (ok, truth is relative, but there is some truth, especially the immediate ones). Now, more I try to deny that I know how the moon would be inhospitable to my body more I remember me and more I say to myself that I know it. I say this because I feel like I was cursed by a spell. And I'm sorry, but I think also cursed you who stayed with me until now. I can no longer deny the sixth sense. Every time I remember, 6SCCK, I can’t contest, and the moon comes back to my reality, and 7 billion human beings appear in my reality, and the walls are invisible, and my face is that showed by sixth sense. My interior and exterior have been changed by my sixth sense. I am another one