My regular Monday morning guest has returned. The Goblin, aka Fleamailman, surprises again. He has the uncanny ability to somehow see right through me, or is it he knows his humans?
perhaps the goblin was mad after all, and yet, in dailylife he hid it well, saying “…you see, most people are mad where their lives are just as mad too, so it simply balances out under the reinforcement of good old habit and convention…”, and with that the goblin hoped that everyone would adjust their madness accordingly seeing that whatever sanity they sought from this dailylife was probably another trick of the system to have one become more like everyone else now, adding “…ah yes, you would be right to laugh at their assumptions towards sanity and madness, but you’ll have to learn to hide your laughter better now, for dailylife is madness and they’re all mad perhaps, but caring, about whether one is mad that is, will only make it such, so embrace your own values silently and slip under their radar to freedom…”
What do you think? Is reality madness, or is madness our reality, or is it all the same?