I live in a fantasy world. In this world there is no violence, hate, profanity, or rules ,and everyday is a holiday. It's my reality so it's real to me. If you believe something, then it is real to you.
So why don't we all just believe in the things that make us happy?I see the world in 2 categories. The first category consists of people who are superficial robots. They get up, go to a place they hate for 8 hours everyday to get green paper. They have 2 days a week to do the things they enjoy. They buy big tvs and expensive cars because they think it is what they need to be happy. They are stuck in a routine and accept it. They only see what is in front of their eyes, and choose to ignore the things that are not. But they are happy. Perhaps ignorance is bliss.The second category consists of people who think outside the box. They do not just accept; they question. They seek answers and they know that there is something more to this life than what they can see. They are multi-dimensional and someday these people may change the world. But these people may spend their whole lives searching for answers they will never find. If they do find the answers, will anyone really care?Who are the truly content?
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