Reality Rant: How are you? What is this? What are words? Be it be? To have is to have what? What would it help you with? These are merely questions, yet you try to confuse me, when would these black shapes on a screen confuse me? They're "Words" yet those, still, are those black shapes on a screen. These "Shapes" make up our well being, and tell us what to do and when, but When? What? Why? How? Where? Those again are those black boxes on a screen, and they are also questions, made up of those black boxes, yes? But they somehow rule me. But those black shapes, they CAN'T tell me what to do, they CAN'T rule my life, they CAN'T silence me, for what to be silenced, are not noises, but black shapes, they mean nothing, except what we make them out to be, and the so called "Asterix" Is another black shape, it can show action, but can't is still a merely a black shape, and yes, they can show passion, and expression, but not in the way real life can do. I'm not a human, and I'll never be, but I at least know what this world is. Us mushrooms avoid people, we don't want to harm them, yet they pick us up and gulp us down! Why!? Well, simply because we are edible! Bread is edible, you eat it, and you scoff at the thought of bread not being allowed to be eaten, and humans eat meat, and other animals, yet they SCOFF at eating bugs, THEY SCOFF AT EATING DIRT, DIRT IS HEALTHY! THeY ScOfF At eATInG WOOD! No, woods reasonable, but the others, NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH!!! Have I ruined life for you? Well, it still is composed of black boxes, but I'm done ranting, I now know the silliness of humans, they seem intelligent, but really, aren't. Your head must hurt by now, but my cap doesn't, I now question existence and beyond, and this may of made me a little more insane, but I'm only insane when I wan't to be, im rather calm. When humanity achieves something great, they celebrate, but what is that? Emotions you feel, but how do you feel sad? Say for example, "Walking on the moon!" everyone was happy, but, not everybody, just the US, we are all humans, Men, Ladies, Girls, Boys, Trans, Blacks, Whites, Natives, we are all humans, so why do we act like we are different from each other? Questions, mystic, but really get those gears running. Or is it? No! Insanity Isn't not-fun, it just doesn't fit certain people... so... Maybe just forget black shapes? And maybe disregard certain instances of this pamphlet, including the "CAN'T rant" and the rant about the edible substances.
Reality Rant: How are you? What is this? What are words? Be it be? To have is to have what? What would it help you with? These are merely questions, yet you try to confuse me, when would these black shapes on a screen confuse me? They're "Words" yet those, still, are those black shapes on a screen. These "Shapes" make up our well being, and tell us what to do and when, but When? What? Why? How? Where? Those again are those black boxes on a screen, and they are also questions, made up of those black boxes, yes? But they somehow rule me. But those black shapes, they CAN'T tell me what to do, they CAN'T rule my life, they CAN'T silence me, for what to be silenced, are not noises, but black shapes, they mean nothing, except what we make them out to be, and the so called "Asterix" Is another black shape, it can show action, but can't is still a merely a black shape, and yes, they can show passion, and expression, but not in the way real life can do. I'm not a human, and I'll never be, but I at least know what this world is. Us mushrooms avoid people, we don't want to harm them, yet they pick us up and gulp us down! Why!? Well, simply because we are edible! Bread is edible, you eat it, and you scoff at the thought of bread not being allowed to be eaten, and humans eat meat, and other animals, yet they SCOFF at eating bugs, THEY SCOFF AT EATING DIRT, DIRT IS HEALTHY! THeY ScOfF At eATInG WOOD! No, woods reasonable, but the others, NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH!!! Have I ruined life for you? Well, it still is composed of black boxes, but I'm done ranting, I now know the silliness of humans, they seem intelligent, but really, aren't. Your head must hurt by now, but my cap doesn't, I now question existence and beyond, and this may of made me a little more insane, but I'm only insane when I wan't to be, im rather calm. When humanity achieves something great, they celebrate, but what is that? Emotions you feel, but how do you feel sad? Say for example, "Walking on the moon!" everyone was happy, but, not everybody, just the US, we are all humans, Men, Ladies, Girls, Boys, Trans, Blacks, Whites, Natives, we are all humans, so why do we act like we are different from each other? Questions, mystic, but really get those gears running. Or is it? No! Insanity Isn't not-fun, it just doesn't fit certain people... so... Maybe just forget black shapes? And maybe disregard certain instances of this pamphlet, including the "CAN'T rant" and the rant about the edible substances.
