i know but one freedom, and that is the freedom of the mind.

the work of deceiving yourself is that of such tactic and skill that I am surprised so many of us futile human beings can pull it off. the spins and twirls and flips you must perform, it really should be classified as an art form. and yet, despite the grueling process of learning how to do it with skill, we continue on to deceive. it get's to the point where we even believe our own bullshit - and really, if we're not even on our own team.. who will be? so on goes the dance of deceit and the sad reality that our own bullshit is believable to us... so when do we stop? when does it become too hard to keep up with, too much strain on our sanity? I suppose we'd have to stop just the same way we started, but reversed. because I've learned that the truth is even harder to accept, for most. who want's to hear that it's all bullshit? we are pre-programmed (via society, our peers, the media..) to 'see no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil.' and if we're being frank - that's the point, right? it's all too fucking hard to hear. and so in the end, it's a choice - you can go on deceiving yourself, and believing your own bullshit... or you can wake the fuck up, and start living. your choice.