There are the moments when we take it all too seriously. Life swallows you in, and little disturbances attach to your thoughts like parasites. If you allow yourself to look at the world as one grand comedy, living can be a lot easier.

Of course we all forget. We get caught up in the moment. Thoughts of the past sink into the present, and destroy your future.

There are exceptions. Some like it rough. They want it fast, hard, and not even close to simple. Constantly on their toes, standing at the edge of a cliff, they are having the best of times being miserable. Their muffled complaints, in a continous chain, is the only communication they know. For example, "What does it mean to relax? Why do I have a stain on my shirt? Where is my finger?" are the common thoughts by these people. They are so caught up in life's obstacles, that they forget they have limbs too.

Then there are those people that have dove so deep in the pool, the only way of making it back is to swim up. Life is too serious for them. They take it in like a gangbang of thoughts exploding around your ears. These are the type of people that analyze the details until that detail has faded. Very introverted, they become lazy in habit, and only spoil their thoughts. Procrastination becomes their daily vocabulary.

A level higher, and you might feel like choking.

These are the people you loathe because they know life. They know how to live their life how they want. There is no complaining, there is no deep somberness, there is no such moment of despair that it feels like the end is the only solution. They radiate genius. Of course, these people do have flaws, do have problems, and do shit like all other people. These are the people that others imitate. These are the sort of people who have a fanbase. This person will sooner or later get shot for appearing too perfect.

Now take yourself.

You have a lifestyle that includes many roles. These roles inflict upon your personality. You could even proclaim that these different roles make up who you are. For all you really know is you are alone. You only know yourself because you are the only one that can hear the thinking, or lack of thinking that tickers through your frontal lobe. What you should know.... Nothing matters. Nothing. It is all roleplay in the end. So, if you take most of life as a joke, you are bound to live happier. If you don't want happiness, well then carry on.

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