B"H
We consume slogans and phrases that identify us of the group that
secures our loyalty. The author of this treatise touches on the
double-wha mmy principle in effect here; they cause us
irremediable insecurity and then ex ploit our need for a feeling o f
community in which the individual is ensured he or she may live
happily ever after.
Reality is ever filled with effervescence. There is so muc h
digital awareness of events taking place around the globe; we ca n
arrive at conclusion only with great difficulty. One force seems to
control more and more, maybe I should look out for my future
becoming allied to their philosophy. In fact, the author has studied
the cultures of human population through the span of know n
history, and has arrived at the conclusion that we mostly spend our
lives worrying about the unknown, and perhaps trying to
understand it. I've believed in things that seem to be established
truths, and now consider these patterns of thought no longer
relevant to my well-being. I have devised ideas that nobody else
could perceive as true, for so long, it could be that they are
expressions of insanity. I n order share the ma tter at hand, we must
delve into the language of mental disturbance .
No, not that! The plague of insanity is debased by genera l
society (either it's catchy or it will make mine worse, or worse yet,
convince me of the similarities to my own personality). There
might be those of you who will have it said, "You're not crazy, "
but are they qualified to ma ke a diagnosis? That's because of the
geometry of asserting a theore m, "He's insane, and I'm like him in
many ways, therefor I'm a nut case too." Contrarily, people tell
everyone they're nuts, crazy, and out of their mind; and we all get
bothered when they do, because there's no defense against suc h
defa mation. We are but the molecular ele ments of our physical ity,
environment, and connectivity to the universe in which we subsist.
Even in insanity, there exists an expression of freedom, "can't do
anything about it, so I don’t care what people think about me." I
am what my being co mports into existence .
Fasten Your Seatbelt
Certainly, my fingers can pound forth the letters that for m
words to describe a journey that began with a trip to Paris , my rea l
destination being San Francisco, but actually, I was heading to
Seattle. I can hardly address the reader since you don't know who
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