My Silent monument.
Well kiddies it seems I do have a couple of tricks up my sleeve. LOL.
Disclaimer: The only Cheshire Cat I own is the multitudes of images above my walls, my plushies, and American McGee's Alice (The Computer game, not the actual thing itself)
------------------The Thoughts of The Cheshire Cat----------------------------
I became ecstatic when my sanity ran away screaming into the night. Such wild delights insanity holds, such perfect chaos.Chaos is a being of perfection. A being so whole and so confident, as to strike fear into those of sane mind and frail heart. Can you say the same? Indeed I say not. No man living or dead can make that claim. Nay, no man is that free. To truly free yourself, one must have a chaotic mind. And from that mind, perfect sights and perfect sounds flow forth so you can hold a mans tongue and free a mans soul. A soul free of the restrictions placed upon it by sanity, is a soul that can heal and illuminate sanity itself. Picking its flaws out like a cat scratching fleas.
My mind flows through a bottle. Sweet drink and still sweeter Chaos springs forth. In clouding my mind and puring my thoughts, I can see perfectly. I find sanctity while others find fear. I find peace in chaos, while others cling to their light. The sting of sanity no longer burdens me, nor do mundane thoughts constrict me. I hold tightly to my sweet insanity. It caresses me as if it were my lover. It whispers to me of dark freedom and hidden truths. I know I am safe within the confines of its embrace.
Those that talk with sanity, spew thoughts from their mouths like a fountain with no way to stop. Chaos refines it, gives meaning to sanity's inane words and whispers. Think of nothing so that Chaos can take over and guide you in the right direction. My life or rather my dream, is to expose sanity for what it really is, a fraud, a veil that hides your eyes from true perfection. The hatter thinks himself insane. But it is merely madness. It couldn't even hold a candle to the truly insane. The true orchestrator's of fate and Chaos. The true wielders of truth and ignorance, covering the quivering masses of "sanities" dwellers below. Bringing forth truth to those who seek it and ignorance for those who are blinded by sanity, order, and institutionalization. Be blissfully ignorant, if you truly want to live that way. But true freedom lies in admitting your own insanity, releasing it to teach the rest of your mind freedom.
I find sanity cumbersome, a burden left by those who want to rule through fear. Fear is in the unknown. But if you truly want to find relief, you should not fear the unknown but embrace it. To do so, you must embrace and accept chaos.
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