you ask, are you for real? i think so. i'm corporeal. there's a lot of layers. i'm for reality, though i don't know what it is, i admit. for real? all i really know is i'd like to be real, and if i was real, i'd surely be for real. are thoughts real? they don't walk around, well they do in bodies, i guess, maybe even without bodies, like ghost thoughts, transmissions. have you ever hear the wind moan and whistle like spirits, of course, have you seen ectoplasm? was it real, or was it your thoughts? either way it would be uncanny, right? quite unsettling, real or no. so yes i'm for it. i got a urge, i get an urge, comes and goes i spose, it may be fantasy, but it could be real, to get to the truth of things. that sounds silly, doesn't it. let's have a snack. we can think about these things later. what a conversation! and you haven't said anything!
maybe dogs are feeding us thoughts to say sometimes, getting us to do the right thing, calling on our better natures, what about it, how do we even know where our thoughts come from, aren't we all receiving stuff in our heads and sending signals back like satellites? sometimes i blurt it out, i wish you dogs would just talk to me, tell me what to think, there's so much prejudice and propaganda in human parlance. this post kind of got away from me.
like religious peoples say lord let me be an instrument of your peace, i'd say dog, deliver me, just tell me what to do, the humans are squandering everything.