My outside is but a shell. My innards are the real inside part, outside of me is the real-but-falsely attributed to as to what I'm actually which is so so important to all of you- my inner whole being- in that your stabbing, slaughtering, oppression of references, your how dare you see and refer to what you think is obvious for thousands of years of evolution shows you- seeing with your eyes, is but a figment.
That apple that makes you think Adam but I'm really Eve, how dare you? don't you even think it, let alone say...we will teach you- tell you - how horrid you are for saying such,- and sprint to victory over our sister-sisters, thems, theys. They are unimportant or lesser in importance than we, I mean they. Not sheesh, shes... thems. Theys, I said.
Connect to cut. What a state. Unconfused.