Not So Sane.

I get it, sometimes its all too very confusing to even think of coming to a conclusion about who we are as people. And I also get that we want to come to a conclusion so badly because this identity crisis that we are in the midst of drives us to a level of insanity that we just can't even fathom.

Hello there, I'm the Earthian.

Coming to the end of it is what some of us desperately want to do but we just have no idea of how to do it. And all of the ways we have used so far in so long a period have failed and failed miserably too. Trying to find out who's to be blamed or even trying to find out if there's anyone to be blamed is another dead end because it always, in the bigger picture and the small, points to us and only us. And it doesn't feel fair, it doesn't feel right, that everything points to us, because we never wanted any part of any of this. Or did we? Now, the sane part of us wants to believe that we indeed aren't to be blamed because the last thing we remember us doing isn't even coming close to justifying the situations and the predicaments we're in right now, today. But than there are those not so sane parts of us, or colloquially, those parts that we sometimes just refuse to believe in because of our thoughts that we just know ourselves so darn well,  that tell us that may it indeed is us who's to be blamed. We don't listen to it though, do we? Because what can it know? Its those not-so-sane parts anyway. Ponder perhaps?

Love, peace.