Insanity
What is insanity? Insanity is giving up on the things you believe in. Insanity is giving up on your dreams. Insanity comes and fills the void of failure. If you get off the boat then you need to go all the way through, if you stop, then you very well might find out you have gone insane. Every day you don’t do what you want, what you feel compelled to do you feel yourself go insane bit by bit.
I need to leave, I cannot stay here. There is nothing for me here, I cannot adapt to this life. Pointless working and spending money. Guarding corporate buildings so that they can make more money. They hoard their money, fucking pigs, getting fat, and becoming soft. We as a race are becoming soft, our survival needs are food, water, shelter. How do animals get it, they work for it, they work for a purpose, something that matters to them. Purpose. I have lost my purpose, or rather I have realized that I have not found a purpose, but if we have purpose then we desire to be ruled, and ruled we are. We (us especially in America) are slaves; we are slaves to businesses, to the government, to our husbands, our wives, our demons, our secrets, our need for purpose, our insanity. The truth is that we are ALL insane.
But what if we made our own purpose, would we be free? Or would we be our own slaves? If we made our own purpose would it be real? Or would it seem transparent? Fake? We would have to be insane to be on our own, making our own purposes…
Unless.
Unless we go all the way.
Those who go all the way, those are their own slaves that have broken their master. Those are the people who are truly free from everyone. Those are the people who were hard, who took the leap and kept going through hell and high-water. But the losers who are usually self described, they have given up, they didn’t go all the way, or they didn’t get off the boat at all.
I need to get off this boat. I need to find my purpose. I need to leave the United States. The United States raises kids to be sheltered, expectant of others to support them. The United States is becoming a nation of slaves, a nation of corruption and communism hiding under the covers of congress, corporations, and democracy.
I need to leave, but I don’t know how. How do you just leave everything behind, can you do it, or does IT happens to you? I want to be a photojournalist, I want to travel the world, I want to find a place I feel truly free, happy, and in place. I want to meet many people, not that I am an extrovert, but here I have met people, all kinds of people, but there is one common thing, they are all slaves. Want to see what its like to be truly free, I want to meet people who are truly free.
How do I do this? How do I become free?
I cannot do this much longer....
I need to leave, I cannot stay here. There is nothing for me here, I cannot adapt to this life. Pointless working and spending money. Guarding corporate buildings so that they can make more money. They hoard their money, fucking pigs, getting fat, and becoming soft. We as a race are becoming soft, our survival needs are food, water, shelter. How do animals get it, they work for it, they work for a purpose, something that matters to them. Purpose. I have lost my purpose, or rather I have realized that I have not found a purpose, but if we have purpose then we desire to be ruled, and ruled we are. We (us especially in America) are slaves; we are slaves to businesses, to the government, to our husbands, our wives, our demons, our secrets, our need for purpose, our insanity. The truth is that we are ALL insane.
But what if we made our own purpose, would we be free? Or would we be our own slaves? If we made our own purpose would it be real? Or would it seem transparent? Fake? We would have to be insane to be on our own, making our own purposes…
Unless.
Unless we go all the way.
Those who go all the way, those are their own slaves that have broken their master. Those are the people who are truly free from everyone. Those are the people who were hard, who took the leap and kept going through hell and high-water. But the losers who are usually self described, they have given up, they didn’t go all the way, or they didn’t get off the boat at all.
I need to get off this boat. I need to find my purpose. I need to leave the United States. The United States raises kids to be sheltered, expectant of others to support them. The United States is becoming a nation of slaves, a nation of corruption and communism hiding under the covers of congress, corporations, and democracy.
I need to leave, but I don’t know how. How do you just leave everything behind, can you do it, or does IT happens to you? I want to be a photojournalist, I want to travel the world, I want to find a place I feel truly free, happy, and in place. I want to meet many people, not that I am an extrovert, but here I have met people, all kinds of people, but there is one common thing, they are all slaves. Want to see what its like to be truly free, I want to meet people who are truly free.
How do I do this? How do I become free?
I cannot do this much longer....
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