Where I can no longer discern for myself whether or not i'm paranoid, or going crazy. I see conspiracies and lies in almost everything. Is it true that all the world is a stage? I feel i've slipped away from the finer talking points of modern society, become a recluse, if you will. I just feel i'm fighting a losing battle that i'm not even sure exists, but in my heart I know there is a purpose. Of some kind, this is the only reason I am still on this Earth. I haven't valued life or my existence on this planet in a very long time, no i'm not depressed. Or maybe I am. Maybe I'm disgusted at what I see when I open my eyes. And now maybe i'm ranting to more unopen ears..