the final thoughts of a madman
Have you ever been sick? So sick that the disease infected in you makes you want to die? Have you ever wanted to die? Do you know how the people around you would feel if you died? Do you walk? Do you walk the path of someone who no one can ever seem to understand? Do you feel alive?
The other day, I was thinking. What was i thinking about? My thoughts very most of the time. Yes, i think about sexual ideals with the girl next to me, or i think of political ways to take over the world, and sometimes i even think about what i'll do next. The future. The future of me is a scary thing. I have some clue what i want to do with my life, but will it make me happy? Is being happy an important thing? To live life to its fullist must i be happy?
I can't remember the last time i've been social. Being social comes hard to me. Yes, the few that know me know i like to boast and be talkative, but when it comes to being social and doing things? Should i breach everything that i've worked just to obtain a social status? Do i put my image before how i feel? Do i feel at all?
Believe and you will obey. Obey and you will believe. Must you believe to obey? Must you obey to believe? what relivance does this have to anything? What comes first? to believe or to obey?
Do you ever think upon the greatest thoughts that there is something more to life than just a brain, a body, and passion? Can you live past what you desire? Do you have the desire to live? Is your greatest ambition in life to live past what you and others desire? What is life worth living if you have nothing to live for?
Do you think i'm insane?