>>24977Which leads me to that self question, are we truly the crazy ones for being just, grown adults who enjoy ponies and appreciate the art and fantasy with mares? Or is the world, in its chaotic embrace of ever-shifting standards, the one that’s lost its sense of reality?
We live in an era when what was once considered “normal” has become a moving target, it seems society is drifting further from objective truths and deeper into an abstract, often contradictory, set of ideals of deconstruction, and ideological replacement, including the narratives. People adopt identities, behaviors, and beliefs dictated by the MSM and kikery that might have been seen as irrational or insane only a generation ago, yet those of us who engage in imaginative fandoms are labeled as eccentric or out of touch, nerdy, autistic, abnormal. But is enjoying a creative world really madness, or is it a form of clarity?
Perhaps it is a way of holding onto a sense of wonder and individuality in a world that’s becoming increasingly artificial, where people chase the latest trend or political ideology without stopping to question their own authenticity.
What, then, defines insanity? Is it a willingness to step into a realm of fantasy, where friendship, kindness, and creativity reign supreme, or is it the abandonment of one’s true self in favor of conforming to every societal expectations, may it be antiracism, ecology, militantism, buying shit we don't need, consuming media and burgers to death, defending and welcoming our enemies while attacking and booing the rare ones who tries warns us? Attacking those who want to save us? Sure we're a fandom based on a brand made by a soulless society, the byproduct of a plastic product, but that's really a superficial aspect.
Those of us who indulge in these imaginative worlds can be more based than many assume. As this thread proven, we know the difference between fantasy and reality. We embrace escapism, not to avoid life, but to enrich it. Meanwhile, the “normal” people seem to have lost themselves in that noise-chasing social validation through social media, permanently connected, updated like their smart devices, replaced and devoid of culture or even allowed to think by themselves, and defining themselves by fleeting degenerated cultural trends, and adopting ideas detached from genuine human experience pushed by mentally ill and manipulative educators, formatted again by the media, schools and the society, that society we refuse to partake in by living in our world of mares and fantasy, yet not ignoring the reality that real society in decay, drowning in drugs, beheadings, rape and savagery they defend.
And yet, they are the ones who label us as outliers, as if living with joy and authenticity in our chosen interests is somehow a rejection of reality. I refuse to be judged by these people who themselves live in a made up reality, fed with lies, and have no other solution than committing suicide as soon that made up reality, that lie starts to shatter, the remaining acting as they can keep going with the narrative until a hypersonic warhead cooks them.
The real insanity is not in enjoying something unconventional, but in abandoning one's sense of self to live according to the unpredictable whims of a society that no longer knows where it’s heading. So, when I said I was insane it was rather bold I guess. Are we the crazy ones? Or is the world around us the one that has truly lost its grip on reality. So overall I don't think we're doing that bad.