Yes I am insane, insane because lots of people have bashed my brains
They tried to mould me to be like them, to control me and hold the reins
I don’t take it any more, this is why I rant
I know the fantasy in this blog is becoming more and more scant
But I need to release this strain of mine
Because my brain I need to find
I need to release it to the wind
I need to be free and untinned
I need to go my own way, not lean upon vagrant strays
I can’t stand upon my own two feet, when I am tying knots with those who deceit
I can’t be me when I am trying to be, something YOU expect of me
I’m not what you want, you see
I am not here for your therapy
When madness steps into your life, there is no escape for you
Life becomes a parody of which you are in full in tune
Nobody can understand the way you talk and move
Nobody is sure of your behaviour of which they disapprove
Complacently you play along to their supposed normalities
But whatever you do for others, it still leaves them ill at ease
To which there is no point you see, to become like them at all
For nobody in reality is very sane at all
Stephen King’s – 1922
A very gory short story about how money can bring about great evil in this world; the story is written with such unusual details for King in my opinion that it is an absolute gem to behold.
The story is about a man who is driven insane by the murder of his wife (he was the murderer) and how she haunted him into his own death.
The story can be found in the anthology called “Full Dark, No Stars”.
It is not the kind of story you want to read if you have a rat phobia. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
There’s energy in the world right now or is it universal?
Everything is coming together, be it good or controversial
Something is amidst out there, something is very near
I’m unsure what it might be, but the feeling is quite clear
I do not know what it is, or what’s about to happen
But I am sitting on the edge, waiting for things to shapen
It’s a mystery and that is for sure, but it seems as if fate is opening a door
What will enter I do not know, will it stay or will it go?
Is it good or is it bad?
Is it sane or is it mad?
I hope things change for the better soon
I hope my feelings real
For if it comes to pass it’s not
Then I, insane will feel