Think How do you think? Do you think? Not about clothes, not about baseball scores or boyfriends, I mean do you think? Do you use your mind for what it was meant to be used for? For the majority, I think, the answer is “no.” Perhaps I’m wrong. How many people do you know of that are “posers,” people that dress a certain way or act a certain way to make people think a certain way about them? Add one to that number, cause you’re a poser too. You laugh at things that aren’t funny, you say things that you don’t mean, you spend a great deal of energy trying to get people to like you. Or hate you, whichever the case may be. The point is, you aren’t real. Most people don’t even think about it, but its true. You are depressed. Yes, you, reading this article. You are depressed. You go to school and laugh and act happy, hell you might even be happy for those few hours, but when you get home and are alone, that happiness fades. First you sleep a lot, then you just sit around and say “there’s nothing to do”, then you stop doing things you once liked to do, then you spend hours doing one thing (probably the computer), then you just stop caring about everything in the world. Welcome to depression. What stage are you in? I can tell you, using your brain doesn’t help you get out of your depression. In fact, it usually makes things worse for a while. But soon you come to realize just what exactly the world is, and you accept it. Do you love it? No. Do you even like it? Not often. But you accept it. Suddenly you notice things that you’d never notice in your falsely happy state, things you only see once you’ve gotten out of your depression. On that topic, there are two paths to take to get out of depression. You swallow it, numb your mind, feign your emotions, and become that person. You will be happily married, have some kids and a house on the lake, and die a happily religious man. Or you can become a thinker, a real being, a true entity. Does the rest of the world see you as such? No, you are an outcast, a weirdo, a sad depressed little creature. Which you are, but that doesn’t matter, because you have found yourself, you have discovered the world, and you able to exist inside it. Neo and Morpheus weren’t happy, but they were real. The rest of you live in the matrix and don’t even realize it. Some of you do, but you refuse to come out of it. I do not respect you people, I do not like you, I am not concerned with impressing you, I am not concerned with knowing you. I wouldn’t even notice if you disappeared. Honestly. [Getting a Girl] Previous Rant Index Next [What is Proof?]

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