Welcome to Dystopia.
This place is a desert for the mind.
Devoid of emotion and barren of thought.
No real thought, at least.
It's no surprise,
Most minds here have long since atrophied from lack of use.
They wait in flatline for the next rushing jolt of synthetic stimulation.
The real world can't compare, even if it were allowed to.
Contemplating the real world leads to seeing the world for what it is:
A prison. A cell for the mind, body and soul.