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"The Anna Show"

So something funny I've had on my mind lately: what if my life is like The Truman Show?  I think everybody that's seen that movie has at least had a minute where they thought "O. M. Gosh. What if there's a tv show about my life and everybody is always watching everything I do! Naaaahh." But it's kind of a game I play and it's actually pretty fun.  Don't go thinking I'm narcissistic or have the Truman Show delusion (which is a real psychiatric condition) but sometimes it almost seems credible.  Sometimes people will say exactly what I had been thinking about or acted on a few days before or something will very suspiciously glitch up and repeatedly not work out for me. 

But what if my parents aren't really my parents? And my sister isn't really my sister?

What if all those acquaintances or people that seem to barely care or know me actually know tons about me? 

What if almost everything was the opposite of what I've been lead to believe my whole life?

What if whatever had my attention also had the rest of the world's attention because they were watching me?

What if they let me see The Truman Show to try to convince me that it's too crazy to ever be true?

What if fashion was just made up to see how I would respond to it?  What if history was all made up stories they told me to see how it would affect my outlook and life choices?

What if all those things I thought were coincidences were really artfully set up to be exactly that way?  What if every single thought I have puts hundreds of people on edge because they don't want me to see through the facade? 
What if this post is scaring the network half to death??  What if they only let me write it without dropping my Internet connection to reassure me that this crazy idea couldn't be true?

I believe in God (obviously).  I think that would about be the only genuine thing in life even if everything else was a set.

And sometimes I look my friends in the eye as they're telling me what God has been doing in their life and know that this couldn't be acting.  But what if, God still being real and moving in their lives, they were telling me what he really was doing in their hearts, but they were still actors?

I know my life is real.  But it's a fun game to play.  Cause you really wouldn't know if it was fake.

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