From a healthy attitude of fighting your ego, by reality-checking wild ideas with close acquaintances. To a mindless state of insecurities and constant search for acknowledgment.
Close adaptation may be a sad byproduct of fast-passed social life, but is essential on a conscious level. If there is to be any peace and harmony to speak of.
It is when priorities shift, from communication to looks, intelligence to physique, integrity to popularity. A mindless drone, in search of confirmation on all levels from his peers, appears.
When manipulation and false sympathy stops working, brute-force is used and the Lies are showed down the victims throat. The poor victim is over-staffed with ideas that disagree with his own individual self, and the right hand wont tolerate that kind of free-thinking. The method of Force-Feeding may not be very discrete, but it sure is effective. Continue reading Force-Fed Lies
Popping them pills, the light in the darkness. Swallow them whole, taste like gold. They stick in your throat, you force them down. Heaven will soon come, just lay down, relax. See the sky fall towards you, while everything else is getting bigger and bigger. There is nothing else but you, you are the center now. There is no blame, no depression, no suffering. Continue reading Popping Pills
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