If one’s internal thoughts can have the ability to change the world we live in, should we allow that to happen? It doesn’t have to make sense I suppose. Life is just that way I guess.
If I could have the opportunity to see into the future, I’m not sure I’d want to. Let’s face it, no one should know too much about their own future or destiny. What is it with this life that doesn’t make sense? There appears to be so much I cannot seem to get my head around. Talk about a huge nightmare!
What if this life is a delusion, that what we consider reality isn’t real. How do I determine that and bring it to light? If that is the truth, it must be made known. Somehow.
Are these simply intrusive thoughts causing some form of psychosis within my mind? I’m not sure of an answer to that question. What do I know about any of it though? Not much I’m afraid. What is real anymore?
Being like this doesn’t mean much to me. I’m not sure if it should mean anything. It doesn’t define me or make me who I am. Kind of a simple thought process, no? Maybe too simple. Eh, who knows what will happen. Such is the mystery that is life.
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