"Reality is always controlled by the people who are most insane."

Insanity is contagious!

It's like buying 8 bottles of Windex and eight bottles of mustard in stock at Walgreen's at 4 in the morning. Like jumping in the car and driving to Philadelphia to New York and back in two days just cause you couldn't decide on which cheese steak you wanted. Carrying around 10,000 in 100 dollar bills in your sock back into the country from Mexico, picking out the person sitting 8 seats away from you at the bar to have sex with because she happens to be sitting there. It's about blips of insanity, moments of absolute delusion, bliss, and irrational and dangerous choices made in order to heighten pleasure, excitement and sense of control of life.
Some days I just need enough to bring me as close to destruction as I can get, a real good high! A 5,000 shopping spree, a trip around the world, a four day long binge on alcohol and sex. Other days I just need a simple rush, shoplifting gum or a lighter from the gas station is just enough. I am the first to admit there is a great deal of pleasure to insanity, It's an emotional state similar to being down the rabbit hole, full of excitement, wonder, color, noise, chaos, and speed - an overload of sensory stimulation - were as the sane is mundane, simple, black and white, boring and flat like Kentucky. Insanity now that's the stuff right there it has such a dream like quality that often confuses it's state with dreams I have. It's about desperately trying to live life all in one day at a more passionate level, taking second and third helpings of food, drugs, sex and money. Insanity is as close to death as I think I have ever come. It's both pleasurable and frightening. My mind is cluttered with vibrant colors, wild imagery, bizarre thoughts, sharp details, secret codes, symbols and foreign languages. I want to devour everything I can - parties, people, magazines, books, music, art and television.