The Inescapable Necessity
In a world of materialism,
In a world of individualism,
In a time of fear,
In a time of knowledge,
There is only one thing I need: My mind.
My mind - a complex concept.
My mind - individual in its own right.
My mind - the root of personality.
My mind: A device of torture;
The birthplace of my darkness;
The core of my reality;
The foundation of my pain.
And yet, all thought starts and ends
In the seemingly unending abyss
Of such darkness.
Inescapable darkness, unending night.
Strip away materialism;
Force solitude onto me;
Instill a need to survive;
All that is left, is the mind.
My most powerful tool,
The epitome of self-preservation.
Sanity is the key to survival,
Materialism prevents adaptation.
In conquering my darkness
I will be able to truly survive.
My sanity is the most important attribute
To maintain lest the darkness take control.
So long as I am conscious
Of my reality and the world around me,
I need nothing more to survive.
My mind – an inescapable necessity.
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