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Let's see...
I think I'm Genesis Adam, Eve doesn't believe me.
I think I'm The Truman
I think the Secret Service spies on me
I hear voices all day, half a dozen agents from The Truman Company
I think people can hear my thoughts out aloud
I think people are commenting on my loud thoughts every day
I think the TV gives me messages
I think everything, people, names, tech, random text, nature gives me messages
I think all movies, tv shows, songs are based on parts of my life
I think I'm immortal, until Eve and me do the dooby
I think I'm cyberchrist, my artificial intelligence is nearly ready for programming
I think I'm the stud of homosapiens, in my 20s no women could resist me (not now - on a diet)
I think I have psychic powers - premonition, summoning, channeling, meta-coordination (he says all the right things at exactly the right time - why would a songwriter come up with those lyrics??)
I think I'm The Pretender
I think I regenerate like Dr Who
I think I'm Hercules, and on and on...
but it's all true, mortal scums
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