Psycho…That is what some people have called me my darling. Whether in jest or in truth, I do not know. Perchance it may be in jest. *smiles* One thing I know for sure is that other beings who are seen as different will be labelled. If there is any deviation from them, from their socially acceptable characteristics, then that mortal will be labelled as a weirdo. What makes a weirdo I wonder? Is it their looks? Their mindsets? Their behaviour? In the eyes of the weirdo himself, those people that call themselves ordinary and normal may also be termed as “weirdo”.
Weirdness is in the eyes of the beholder I guess. To one who is insane, the sane world may be seen as more insane than himself. Why do sane people go hunkering after wealth and materialistic pursuits? And in the end, who ends up being happy? They end up driving themselves so hard that they lose sight of their purpose in life. On the contrary, those living in strait jackets may be the happiest people in the world. They have no worries, no fears, nothing to hold them back. Are they the really happiest people in the world? I do see some raised eyebrows over there my dear. Be calm, I am not raving, at least not yet. Let me just pen down some of my dark thoughts so that I can be at ease from my demons. Sometimes, these questions come to me. What is life? What is your purpose? What is love? Are mortals better off being alive or dead my dear? I shall try to answer these in the next few days.