Insanity On Repeat.

Am I losing my mind? Is anyone, ANYONE on or around the internet real anymore? Are we all so well trained by society to show what people expect of us instead of what WE ACTUALLY BELIEVE TO BE TRUE?! Will anything stop the cavalcade of nonsense, this apathetic carousel of nightmares?

But acceptance is cruelest by far. For, while once said, "One must imagine Sisyphus HAPPY!"

Eventually, no. One need not. For regardless of what he felt as he pushed the boulder ad infinitum up the the mountain, he was made to endure.

Stimulation. Friction. Pressure. A mind requires trial to forge a soul trial to define the lines of what you will stand for, and so what was being ground was not body, nor boulder, nor mountain.

It was Sisyphus himself, the very core of his self twas made chipped at. The climb itself was all that ever was once only rubble remained.

And so.

We endure. For we must.

What pleases you most?

Do you let it define you?

If all you know is pleasure, how do you know what you'll stand for?