madness
05 October, 2005 :: 2:13 a.m.
I spend a lot of time wondering about why we waste the time putting on an act for others, trying to hold it together and seem well-adjusted. I do it just like most others do...but I see the ones who are truly free, the ones who scare the bejesus out of "civilized" members of society...
I see those who walk around muttering things to themselves and clearly not partaking in the world around them--at least not in the "normal" way; I see them and I wonder if they are trapped in the prison of their own minds or if they are truly free to just do and say whatever they think and know a freedom that none of us do...I see it all and I can't help wondering,
What if madness is where it's at?