sometimes i wonder how many versions of myself i’ve outgrown without even noticing. i look back at old photos and remember the thoughts i used to carry, the dreams i thought would save me. it’s strange how you can live inside yourself every day and still not realize you’re evolving. it’s only when you look back that you realize how far you’ve come, how many lives you’ve already lived in the same skin.
“i asked chatgpt—“
okay well i asked the moon and she said you’re a fucking loser for that
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The bar for sanity is high and that's what we should be striving for, as it is present in all of us. Most of us are on the continuum of insanity because of causes and conditions, and can vary in our manifestations. Any discussion about the sanity of someone who intentionally harms and kills, or orders others to do so, is completely moot to me. Go ahead and discuss all you want while people suffer.
Sorry you don't like my approach, but I feel strongly that if we don't try to figure out why bad things happen--including what motivates people to do bad things--the world will remain mired in pointless conflict.
