about inevitable admiration at the light of sudden insanity.
it seems we do lead parallel lives. we all must struggle with the same burdens of egotistic apreciations about the insane nature of the will for living. we must all quench our thirst withdrawing from the inertial mode in which current times make us die every second. i wish we talked more, i wish we realized that even though we lack the need for physis, there is more in one word spoken than in a thousand written... i love how show me what i am not able to say, how such disguised humble character moves me deeply. demian, we may all be demented, but it is only for you to see us through a glass not shattered, it is only for you to set foot in this unsound world.