Sanity Claws

[P3nT4gR4m]

I resist consensus sanity, avoid it like the plague it has become; this global pandemic, infesting the consciousness of mankind, twisting reality from fluid possibility to irresolute concrete walls that imprison and constrict the very dreams of it's inhabitants.

The sane think only in circles. Logical revolutions, courses of action and reaction that arrive, with gruesome inevtiability, at the conclusion from which it began. Sane people see only the past and thus are condemned to repeat it, ad infinitum, ad hominem, ad nauseum.

The sane are looking for me, myself and others like me. Sniffing in the darkness of their pathetic imagination, sensing, somehow, with blind organs, a train of thought, at once alien and threatening to them. I hide in plain sight, my vow of silence a talisman against their detection.

The sane are dangerous. Lunatics and madmen are blamed for the ills of the earth but, truth be told, it's the cold, creeping, beurocratic march of the sane who do the damage, who start the wars and fix the currency and apply the final solution, over and over and over, in a neverending cycle.

Revolution is the sport of the sane. Same old shit with a different packaging. The sane will kill us all if they can only work out the perfect plan. Sometimes I wonder if it can be destroyed but how would one accomplish a feat of such unprecedented magnitude? Screaming from the rooftops is to break silence, the inevitable road to defeat and ruin, and for what? A pebble dropped in an ocean of stupidity will create one ripple, one tiny fleeting ripple, barely noticable against a tidal wave of sanity.

Even if they could be killed - what then? With barely a handful of us left alive would life be any better for their passing? And how would you even begin to wage a war against what's tantamount to an entire race, a 'civilisation' for want of a more appropriate word. In the face of such overwhelming odds there seems nothing left to do but hide, in plain sight and watch their empire burn. Again and again and again.

Thank fuck I'm crazy - at least I can laugh!

[Payne]

 

You are a nutjob, no two-ways about it.

[Dysfunctional Cunt]

But it makes sense.....

Does that mean I'm crazy too?

[AFK]

probably.  Don't fight it. 

[Doktor Loki]

You'll get brain bubbles if you fight it.

[Cainad (dec.)]

When I think like a sane person, I get awfully depressed and, indeed, my thoughts run in circles.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

You are a nutjob, no two-ways about it.

He's a fucking GENIUS!

[Triple Zero]

wow. wow.

wow.

thist MUST be included in the lollercaust pamphlet. screams the horrormirth right at me, this one.

[Payne]

You are a nutjob, no two-ways about it.

He's a fucking GENIUS!

Of course he is! He has perfectly encapsulated Modern Scottish Philosophy, and made it apply, perfectly, to us.

Still a fuckin loonie though.

[Jenne]

I like it.  I like that Silly says what we all in our darkest moments know to be true.  It's fuckin' awesome it is.

[P3nT4gR4m]

One man's darkest moment is another man's fit of the giggles

[Jenne]

Totally.  Welcome to the World of Comedians.

[Cainad (dec.)]

One man's darkest moment is another man's fit of the giggles

Oh yes. I have an insane, cackling laughter that one of my friends won't let me do around her if she can help it. I asked why, and she said "It haunts my dreams."

Discordians, frightening the cabbages since Crazy was invented

[Jasper]

The richest humor is cruel.