Have I gone too far this time? Have I opened up Pandora's box? Unleashing upon myself a mental odyssey, a pursuit of thought without restrictions, I am Alice through the looking glass. Every moment from my life has become infected with the frame work of blogging. Real life has become a projection of the virtual as I wake up in cold sweats questioning whether or not I exist on the surface of a bad dream or if I am in fact truly awake. Am I able to have authentic experiences anymore or am I living purely for the purpose of satisfying the blog's insatiable hunger? Too far have I traveled up this river Congo only to find that the enemy I was searching for was me all along.
I love the smell of Napalm in the morning
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