Existential media conformity

All these thoughts that manifest in my mind, asphyxiate my sanity. I cant see the boundary that lies between the solid line of truth and illusion. These questions inhibit my parti pris knowledge. Is it insanity or has the sanity humanity created poisoned the purity of my soul. Are all the lies the world has fed me encompassed in my individuality, or is my individuality a synthesis or truth and illusion, a veneering the fact that what i am is predetermined by the laws of creation. I dont know anything, but i understand that truth and illusion are one in the same, they are a engraved on the same stone, like a tattoo on a humans decomposing epidermis. As much as i hate it my individuality only makes me a crop in the field of the mindless media frenzied society

Love, Hate, Lust and Rage

Hate is love dressed in rage, love is hate stripped down to silence. Since adults are merely an extention, or a maturity of their childhood frames, it is safe to assume that their social capacity merely evolves from, but never changes from childhood. When as a child a girl pinched you, subconsiously she likes you but suppresses than latent strong lust with rage, same applies to the guy who teased you.