We’re living in a prison with no walls. People were afraid that wars and things would end the world, this isn’t true. There’s no great revolution coming. You know why? Everything, love, hate, passion, pity, mercy, condemnation, sinning, and sainthood is a product. You live every moment of your life with the knowledge that you don’t really have to play along with it all but you do. You do it everyday. All day.
I’m not saying I’m better. I do it too. There’s got to be a way out of it. At least that’s what I tell myself. I’m probably just doing it to feel better. There’s always a scheme though, a way around the system, a way to not play by the rules, a loophole. I need a loophole... badly.
Quiet desperation isn’t struggling to survive... it’s struggling to LIVE.
Everything is okay.