Most people don't explore too deeply into the caves of their own minds. Perhaps it's wiser, I think, to stay with the group: to know too much is not dissimilar to madness. Why not? To be too self-aware, to understand too much the depths of the capabilities of thought, is to render oneself unrelatable, incomprehensible, enigmatic. You will come back wanting to relay your findings, but others, who once thought you crazy for choosing to go in, now label you a pariah. The desire to socialize remains in you, but the journey inward has not been made by your peers. The moment you left them behind for your inward journey is the moment they accepted you've separated from the group. Perhaps that's the tale of our famous historical geniuses, who've contributed to society the wonders of their thoughts, but have, in the end, left behind the final image of the tragic recluse.
Secret Pages: the hidden online journal of Ryan Carlo Dalusung. For those who like easter eggs.