Illusions & Delusions

You see what you want to see. You know what you want to know.

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He wants me to know him.

But I already know him. I know what I want to know. His explanations are just delusions for me.

He tells me what he is, but I ignore him, because I want him to be what I want, the same, one of those abominables. I’ve planted seeds for his character on my mind.

I tell him this. The same words.

I cannot trust. Still he wants me to know him.

Or may be it’s an illusion.