How do you know if your thoughts are normal or weird? Like if you wonder what it would be like to see the world through flame. From the inside looking out. It wouldn't be hurting you or anything...it would just look different. Smoky and hard to focus.
How do you know if you're normal? You only know things from your perspective, right? Not from every other perspective to compare. What if they're all lying to you because they don't think that they're thoughts or what they do is normal when all of it is, they just don't know it?
How do you know when you're really angry or sad or happy or giddy? How does anyone? It's not like anyone can explain the feelings to the person who might be asking so as to quell the fears of not knowing.
How do you know when people are really your friends or your enemies or how one person feels toward another? And for that matter how do they, themselves, know how they feel? Is the world really so complex that so many outside sources would change our view of somebody without us ever actually examining our own ideas on how we feel about them or is the world just as simple as "it all comes down to me"?
How do you know when someone is wise when that wise person is not to admit that they believe themselves to be wise? And if someone else believes them to be wise then that wise person is to immediately tell them that it isn't so and that no one is truly wise. Is that it? Is no one wise? Was no one ever really wise? Or were they just bound by wisdom rules?
How do you know what the rules are? They must be unwritten somewhere far above and some people seem to get most of them or perhaps, at least, some of them, but what of us who can't grasp any; who have these questions which might not just have one answer but might have many? If we cannot obtain one simple answer then how could we obtain them all?
How do you know there aren't such a thing as monsters? There might not be vampires or ghosts or werewolves but monsters are not in the name, monsters are in the act. There are plenty of monsters mixed in with humans, right? Or, perhaps, humans are all monsters but just to different degrees...with their own monsters waiting to be let out. Monsters need only a reason...a key to let them out of their cage. So are we all Dr Jekyll and Mr. Hyde?
How do you know when you're too tired to just be? To exist? When mere existence with people and their monsters and their assumptions and their generalities...when it all becomes too much?
I think I'd make a good writer...lol
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