We are tiny puppets playing on a cosmic theatrical stage. However, the inevitability of the cortege of our macrocosm is evidently hurtling towards eradication, this apocalyptic pilgrimage towards doomsdom. Reality is an illusion. Truth is counterfeit. Beer is urine.
Life is demented enough as it is.
Why I haven't gone stark raving mad, I know not. But sometimes I wished I had. Omnipotence, omnipresence, and omniscience will take a back seat hence. Witness the tumultuous birth of a new world. We have come to unadulterate the truth, hew the stone and knock down walls, seek our dreams, build our nightmares, love for love, slam the doors, smash the mirrors, blow out the candles, tear down bridges, denounce education, reinvent the wheel, chew bubblegum, burn water, get drunk on karma juice, stroll the Elysian Fields, dance round bonfires, drown in chocolate, walk on blood, scream with eloquence, shatter the silence, leap from ivory towers, glorify virginity, kill time, shake the earth, relinquish misfortune, cast the dice, annihilate culture, elucidate obscurity, fashion new dimensions, design event horizons, vanquish the fundamentals, controversize the truth, obliterate the quintessential, challenge Fate, defy Death, and execute perfection.