It’s all ok.
How the hell do you know?
I don’t.
You don’t know?
Yes. I don’t know.
Well then, why are you telling me it’s all ok? How dare you! What right do you have to say and think that?!
Because it all feels ok.
I don’t give a shit if it all feels ok to you. It doesn’t feel ok to me.
That’s ok too.
Oh, fuck off, you arrogant arsehole. You clearly think that you are enlightened, or something, that you’ve reached some kind of higher perspective. But there are higher places than you’ve reached, believe me. You don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.
Yes, you’re right, I don’t. By the way, I don’t believe in enlightenment.
What? You don’t believe in it? Jesus, if you don’t believe in it, why are speaking as if you do? At least for me, even if things don’t feel ok, at least I know there is something higher, all kinds of places, and I’m trying to get there.
Good luck. And another thing, I also don’t believe that it’s all ok.
What, what the hell are you saying now? You’re going round in circles, contradicting yourself.
I know, I can’t help it. Things change. I just say stuff.
Well, stop it. It’s confusing and annoying. I’d rather be in my shoes, speaking sense, things feeling not ok but at least I know what the hell I’m talking about.
Constant Voice 