How do you die without dying?
Get rid of everything. Don't have an identity. No more credit cards, no more bank accounts, no more myspace, no more facebook, no more hobbies.
What then, asked the confused onlooker. What will you do to entertain yourself?
I have books, I replied. I have some movies. Mostly books though. I need to read again.
But first, I must fix something that I feel I have smashed into a million pieces. Maybe I'm being overly dramatic, but I know that in the end it'll all be okay.
Because this world doesn't even exist anyways.
We're all living in someone else's imagination.
We're all living by the rules prescribed to us through totalitarian rule masked as democracy.
When will the revolution start? Will it ever begin?
What stirred the French into action? What stirred the English colonists living in America into action? What will stir the world this time?
Me? You? No one?
Who?
How can I continue living sanely in an insane world?
How can I continue living sanely when I know I, myself, am not sane.
I have yet to meet a sane person.
I really have yet to meet a sane person.
If you're a sane person, leave a comment.
If you're a sane person and you don't leave a comment.... then don't feel bad. I already assumed you were crazy from the getgo.
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Well... I never considered myself sane as such... but not quite INsane either. Kind of on the edge. Jumping from side to side, to confuse people. But apparently I gotta be one or the other! I'll choose insanity. It's more fun.
After many years twisting my totality into one thousand strange knots you can only do iff you spend one million ages in boy scouts, I am sane. I consider myself to be utterly stable and sane despite all appearances and continuing chronic social alienation disguised as insanity!!!!
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