Reality is relative. Your reality saves you, which is really your perception is your salvation. It gets you through each and every day, through your life. You believe you live in a democratic society giving you faith in the country and world you live in. In reality it is far from a democracy but the word makes you comfortable since you are taught to be comfortable with it. You have been taught all your life that democracy is the best government, there are no other options. This is not a democracy and the majority doesn't win. But yet it does. And yet it is good that it doesn't since you and the majority don't know what is best for you. However neither does the money that really makes the decisions and rules you. That is why it is important you think you live in a democracy. With out this faith it would be impossible. Nothing would work. It would be failure. So continue on in your faith otherwise we would be dead.

Lazily I dreamt of a time when there were fewer questions and less worries. I didn't have to buy my own food or even worry about washing my own clothes. What a time this was.

Perhaps its fear perhaps uncertainty. Perhaps these are one and the same. Maybe I will close my eyes and push on through taking my chances. I don't think I should I don't want to. I think I enjoy the uncertainty. No one depends on me for anything. The closest to free one can get.
We really aren't free we only think we are. We posses more freedom than some so we think we are free but we are far from free. We are owned and controlled by every force and person around us. By those that say they care. How do we escape? I am not sure but I will try to find a way and will come back to tell you.

I hope you are not lonely while I am so far away. I hope there are people to take my place and fill the hole in your heart. There is nothing here for me even though I try.

I did not cry, I didn't even frown. It didn't hurt but it wasn't fun.

Thankfully the sun doesn't shine while it rains. How could we manage to comprehend so much beauty?

Oh bless your ignorance and the lines you draw in the sand. You will move them as they are convenient.

Welcome to the abyss of confusion. It has swallowed you whole and will never spit you back up. It has consumed you and will never let you go. Welcome to a life of loneliness and complete disappointment.

Spread your legs and cross your arms and let me do my worst. You don't have to enjoy it. This is not the beginning nor the end. I will wander on through this blanketing fog. I love the fear that is commanded here in this great land. Really what is there to fear? Ourselves, our sad pathetic and unexusable ignorance.

Reality is such a fragile thing. A leaf blows in the wind and we both watch. Both watch the same event but see separate things. Who's reality is real? You say a person is evil while they say you are evil. Who is right? Maybe its beyond our perception.

They say we are all in the same boat, misery. Some hide it better than others. I would prefer to disagree but I can't since I can never be you and share the pain, difficulties and disappointments you have to entertain. So I will continue to convince myself that my life is harder, the most difficult.

There I sat and the fog rolled in and I didn't know what was to come. What was hidden in the fog? What did the fog have to offer? Whatever it was I was scared. Something would come, whether I had a chance against it I did not know. Would I be able to subdue it and come out on top or would it swallow me whole leaving me nonexistent, or maybe just damaged. Maybe severely damaged. There was nothing I could do I was stuck. Maybe if I had not abandoned it would all be different.