Reality Is A Dish Best Served Sober

You tag me as crazy. But it’s you who are crazy. You don’t have the intellect to understand an entity that is a cobra, a wolf, a scorpion, or sometimes nothing at all. You think I’m insane because I am angry about the lies of this world, the greed, the lust for money, the rape of the earth, the pollution, the mass confusion, and the relentless inbreeding of fools with no intelligence whatsoever. Even locked in here I can see what’s out there better than you: selfishness.