I was thinking last night; and maybe it was the pot, maybe it was him, maybe it was that 4 a.m. is not when you should be thinking, but should be sleeping; but the following occurred with acute visuals to boot... Everyone, almost everyone, has gone so insane and the world has gotten so fucked up, it's imperceptible; because so many have gone this insane... The last few years, during all the crazy shit happening people keep saying: "Think positive." then smiling, a smile that after I think about it enough, kind of looks crooked, and insane; eyes that are not smiling so much as barely hiding the bat shit crazy being suppressed by the positive thinking... The most keen moment of this happened during the start of the summer and perfectly describes and encapsulates the rediculousness that has become the "Think Positive" train... I stood in the old crazy German man's house, screaming about how fucked up everything was at that moment; the moment after my kitten got grabbed by his dog and shaken about till his rear leg dislocated; and he was dropped in a foot deep of swamp water; the moment now, which he curled into me; his leg hanging loose, my trying to keep it still; but not hurt it further at the same time; losing my fucking shit... He and his lady just keep saying to "Think positive" and giving me the smile... "Think positive, think positive, you have to think positive that it isn't so bad!" This, my friends; is why "Think Positive" is bullshit and why everyone needs to cut that shit out... While they kept insisting I think positive, I had to literally scream and shout them down, in order to get people moving, to get the cat to the emergency room to get his leg put back on, since I have no idea how to do that (Note to self: Learn to competently fix broken limbs.)... AND YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT GOT US INTO THAT SITUATION TO START WITH? THINKING POSITIVE THAT THE CRAZY OLD MAN INSISTING I COME TO HIS DEATH TRAP INDUSTRIAL WASTE LAND WOULD LEAD TO GREAT AND WONDERFUL THINGS LIKE HE PROMISED SUCH AS OWNING A BIT OF LAND... Cost me: 2 cats, 1 boat, 1 painting worked on for three years, everything that is background noise 'dreams and goals' in life, led to the shittiest summer ever; and 3000+ dollars in vet bills. THANKS POSITIVE THINKING, I OWE YOU ONE. —Disequilibriumized