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Oct 25, 2011 06:35

"It's all just a bunch of bullshit. Everything. There isn't a thing in my life I could point to and say Jesus, that is real. And the things I want to be real, just aren't and never will be. And that's okay, it really is. But it being okay doesn't make it any less of a facade.

My life and many of the lives I observe are just full of facades. We're all dressing for the jobs we think we want and as a result you just have a bunch of little, confused people running around everywhere in clothes that they itch in because they're too confused by their own minds to say Hell, I'm swimming downstream and damnit I'm not going to be there when the curtain goes down. I'm not going try and prove to all of these people in the audience that I'm this person just so when I go to the bathroom, I can wash my hands dirty and say, hey, you're that person.

But in spite of saying all this, I'm not liberated. I'm just an enlightened prisoner. Because you can't start being real when every layer of yourself that you pull back you can take off, wash off, or scrub off. The only part of me that is real is the part that wakes up and says, I can't do this. That's the only time I'm honest."
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