Back to Reality

I don't know who I am anymore. I seem to be moving down a path I don't like, and I don't like what I see on the way. Things have gone horribly wrong this week - maybe it's not a matter of conflict, but a matter or precognition. I don't know what has gotten into me these few days, but I know what I know. I'm beginning to think I can see the future and the tapertry of fate. I'm still at a conflict about how real this world is. Delusions are moving into an accelerated state, and I don't know what I think anymore. A simple figment of imagination is turning into a nightmare as quickly as it could, I'm feeling and seeing things I shouldn't be at this point. Worse part is that some of them may be connected to me. The threads tell me exactly what I need to know. The only problem at this point is that I don't know how to decipher this signals. It's continuous haunting me how weird this world is and how many conincidences happen more often than not. The world is coming to a point where I think that either I control it, or I know everything about it. The way I'm looking at things - the longer I stay on Earth, the worse things become. But I know that this is not possibly true. It's absurd.

Everything changes in a heartbeat - it is completely unpredictable what I'm going to see next, but I believe that I am now no longer in a stable enough state to continue on with too much in my life. This is beginning to sound like a suicide note, but it isn't. This is my release for all things that have gone wrong. Things need to change around here, and it has to start with me.

Everything must change. Or nothing will survive. This is the beginning of the end of this war.