Mr. Talk

Nothing Makes Sense

I wanted to write about something, but I'm not sure what. I could write about many things. Just not sure of what. There's a lot of things I'm interested in, many topics. Like animals, games, true crime, the paranormal, TV shows, anime, friends, art, music. I could talk about my love for horror, my love for thrillers and slashers. But, my mind is swirling with ideas, it's so hard to just choose one. I could talk about random scenarios in my head, but I'm not sure if that would be enough. I could talk about my love for my kids and how I would do anything to make sure they are safe and loved. But, I don't know. I can't choose what to talk about.

So many ideas, so little time. Time. The thing that limits us for god knows how long. No matter what you do, time is a key element in the universe. From the moment we are born, that's when our time starts. See how long we can survive in this world. It kind of feels like a game. Like, this isn't real. There are so many theories and some proof that we are living in a simulation. It's possible that nothing is real. Our world glitches, and the ones running it, are trying to fix it. Maybe that's why I remember things that others swear didn't happen. I can tell someone something that happened, but they just think I'm crazy.

There's a word for it. But what is it? Oh, now I remember. The 'Mandela Effect '. It's quite interesting actually. Others will remember something happening, when in actuality, it never did. Man, it's amazing how things work and also how they don't make any sense. But, they're there. There's a lot of things in our world that don't make a whole lot of sense. Why are they there? I guess it's there because it's supposed to be.

If we go back to where I was talking about time, I believe for it to just be a social construct. A social construct is an idea created and accepted by the people in a society. Now, I don't actually believe this, I like to think about it in a joking way. So I can forget how much time I have left of my lonely life. But, as long as I can write this all down, people might actually like to know what I thought about things in our world. Time is a simple thing. It runs the universe. It runs our lives, you know.