The world is perfectly insane. Look around you, inhale the world for what it is, because you will never be content. With this knowledge handy, I struggle with the paradox of letting go of reality, and making due with what it has given me, complete disregard.
Alas, we are all bore, unwilling participants, into a sick theatrical production that has no certainty accept for the end. And the end we will never see, only imagine.
Thoughts of coarse nature with blatant ill regard for all things alive are intrinsic among all who share in this life. Is that the nature we must pass to the future?
We are an embryo now. With the aid of God, the creator of insanity, we shall find a better understanding of ourselves, and perhaps grow into something that can be heard.
For now I vest faith, the only conception that is capable of transcending reason, in my brutality, for I have accepted my future as one of incomprehensible savagery.
"The most dangerous man, to any government, is the man who is able to think things out for himself without regard to the prevailing superstitions and taboos. Almost inevitably he comes to the conclusion that the government he lives under is dishonest, insane and intolerable, and so, if he is romantic, he tries to change it. And even if he is not romantic personally he is apt to spread discontent among those who are." -H.L. Mencken
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