Yes.

But also, sometimes I wonder if I am god, and that I am stuck in a game that I put myself in, and when I die, I'll be back in the staging room with my god-minions, laughing about the game. "I cant believe your guy masterbated so much this time!"

Then sometimes I wonder if this is all a test and that everybody is really one consciousness plotting against me. Like it's a big movie and everyone is playing their part against me. At the end, all the players come out for a curtain call.

In other words, sometimes I think, It might JUST be me

"Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. " - Bill Hicks


I feel you on the loving thing. People are crazy assholes. So much pain. Thats why I hope its all not real. The suffering is just an act to make you play the game correctly, so you are vested in it.
Diary of a Madman Reviewed by Diary of a Madman on . Feeling alone among the masses Do you ever feel insignificant? Like you're just a ant among billions of other ants? It's a dog-eat-dog world out there... it's survival. Sure u have friends and family but they too are just trying to thrive on earth aswell. You either sink or swim. The world doesn't care if you "succeed" or "fail". We wake up each and everyday, get in are cars and join the never ending rat race are highways are packed...and just like when u put a bunch of rats in a small cage they begin to fight with each Rating: 5