Monday, November 22, 2010

Turning towards sentences, more about pretenders.

This world will never be complete if improbable starts turning into impossible. Pretense is one way to let the world run chaotically, as nature wants it. There is always someone you know who tries to pretend to be someone they are not. Normally, when it gets too irritating to bear them, you grab a fork and hurl it right through their eyes- and then you end up in a mental facility. Anger is the most basic emotion, the most fundamental and the most ancient. Sadly, people who tend to display anger publicly aren't very good at socializing. The irony here is that humans are essentially animals pretending to be something they are not. Why? Just to be accepted by the society. And then it is us who send people to mental hospitals and prisons for being immoral. Is not morality a pretense? Why then do we point fingers at people who act as someone else? Is it our own conscience trying to tell us that we are at fault after all. Wearing a shroud to camouflage our reality and lowering the hood to mask the raw world is like schizophrenia; an illusion; an unreal world we have created for ourselves. If you still don't find it justified, you should be the one in a nuthouse. And the next time a neighbor hates you because you ate their cat, file a lawsuit against them for violating animal rights.

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