Crazy (part 4)

1,2,3,duck,polka-dot,infinity. Problem solved!

As I said before, infinity is not an endless line, it is a closed loop. Everything repeats itself again and again, and is also redundant too as well. The line only looks endless because we can't see it curve, and things only seem new because we can't remember anyone who has seen them before. A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, everything was the same except with light sabers in the future. If you don't follow, just stay where you are. Everything will eventually come back around and you can pick it up then. But maybe find a Sudoku or a career or something, just in case you get bored.

Mouse Rankings: Algernon, Jerry, Mickey, two way tie for the first 2 blind mice, Pinky, the other blind mouse, Brain, the mouse that took the thorn out of the lion's paw. The moral of the story is that the best mice are imaginary. The swiss cheese represents knowledge, the holes represent God, the mold represents the problem of evil, and the mouse represents humanity. Are we real? Remember, the best mice are imaginary. I'm glad there is no cat. That would really fuck things up.

Ambition is for people who don't where they're going. Also, GPS.

Infinity is glowing, bathing the world in a soft, not-quite-purple light. But I can see more when my eyes are closed than I can when they are open.

My calculator refuses to engage me in a debate. I suppose it's for the best, we wouldn't be able to come to an agreement anyway. We don't even share a common language anymore. I don't believe in logic. It's logic can't compute belief. It's time for us each to go our separate ways. The calculator will go into a drawer, and I will melt into the chaos. One more for the road. 2+2=4.

I am everything. I am everywhere. I am eternal. I am nothing. I am nowhere. I have never existed. All statements are both true and false simultaneously, including this one. I can't change what is done. I have no choice in what will happen. I am a hostage of fate. I've finally come to terms with that, I'm OK. How else could the story progress? The plot must start moving, the reader is starting to get bored.

It would be hard to keep me locked up in an insane asylum. I keep breaking the 4th wall....To Freedom!