I always have tried to follow the paths of our fictional heroes, such as Mario. But
the problem was, I had no bowser. I, myself, was my own bowser. What
do you do when the monster you wish to fight is inside yourself? Does
nintendos allegory still apply?
When does the fine line between this delusion and reality become evident? Drugs helped mario fight the monster within himself, but is this true in physical nature? Drugs are perhaps the answer, I say to myself while sipping a tall can and hitting a pipe. But why? The monster inside me has no nagging threat. After all, its not like I have a princess to save, nor do I want to save the princess. Im too fucked up for that, the contradiction being i must keep this monster inside of me. Or it will be me, who will end up staying inside.