The insanity of it all

In life there are many forms of insanity. I see it when I go to the bank, I see it when I pour cereal into ceramic bowls, and I see it when I pay the woman for full service - at the gas station. I see it at night where the world is given a ghostly light by unnatural stars that turn night into day - we never sleep. It is sad to think that we have come this far to only add to things that only makes us worse, the insanity grows and we cannot tell it stop.
"Stop?"
"No"
"Okay"

The insanity flows heavy, like a thick soup of plasma, it's sad.
(photo by Benjamin Cardoza, taken in Halifax, Nova Scotia January 2006)

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