I put the book down in
confusion.
Is this going anywhere?
For a moment, I thought this story was going to bring me the truth
and understanding I've been searching for. I really did. It seemed
like there was some important message hiding in the craziness of each
chapter. Something that almost helped make sense out of all the madness
in this world. Something that gave me hope that a peacetopia might
really exist somewhere, somehow, someday. Now I'm not sure about utopian
dreams.
The guy could just be
crazy, spinning himself into a tangled web of insanity without any
point or direction. Should I read on? Will he draw me into his madness,
and will I find that I've become lost in its incoherence?
I wonder.
The truth is, I want to
be free so badly, and only those elusive Answers that keep haunting
me in my moments of longing will set me free. I'm tired of this reality
I'm stuck in. I want to find a better world, a new reality where we
are all free, and we live in peace and harmony and everything works
out for everyone, and life and love are forever. I keep hoping I'll
find it in a book. I keep wishing I'd see it in a dream. I just know
that if I can ever find a vision of peace on earth so clear that I
can taste it, my reality will change forever.
To find that New Reality
I seek, I guess I must walk through the depths of insanity, plunge
into the maddening fantasy of imagination. I must read on and hope.
Please, reveal the Truth to me.
