December 2010
3 posts
“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.”
– Edgar Allan Poe (via narcosis)
It starts out with a question. How much of it is real? The skepticism sets in, and lessens your appeal Next, you study conspiracy, develop some theories And become extra wary of all your previous learned material Your tolerence for stupidity degrades Most of your friends seem to be trapped in the maze You narrow your associates down to the few you can stand And even they sometimes wonder...