Everything Is Fine

Video: Everything Is Fine

Video: Everything Is Fine
Video: Everything Is Fine (feat. Pyromed) 2024, May
Everything Is Fine
Everything Is Fine
Anonim

We are much crazier than we imagine. The concept of the norm has sunk into endless gossip about the normality of the process of determining the mental norm in an a priori unstable mental process of development. Is it possible to be alive in an environment that allows us to be only a dead relic of a mental meat grinder, chewing the whole essence of what is happening in an instant, turning us into slaves of the relativity of the stability of perception of the "normal" beholder? A normal psychologist? No, you haven't. An abnormal psychologist? And, well, yes, somehow I was with such, nothing special, worked on my complexes, took the money, and I left him.

I am normal and you are normal, we are normal, everything is normal. Sometimes, I'm crazy, but that's okay too. If you think that I am crazy, this is your projection of your unconscious complexes onto me, so pure and immaculate, pumped from all sides and holes, adjusted, calibrated for the most successful success, such a cool and non-existent me. And you, yes, you yourself then at least know what you are, what you say, what I am? Che? You know? Oh well.

A normal psychologist within walking distance from home, optimally cheap, but so that it would not be ashamed of its cheapness, otherwise complexes may emerge, naturally as pumped up as I am, so that I can control him about selling me any game from Internet, with a bunch of diplomas on the wall, which I will never look at, and so that it looks as much like my dad or mom as possible, but I would not like to talk about this. This normal psychologist will spend a couple of sessions with me and make me really cool, because his coolness will be passed on to me or he will take all my non-coolness, free me from my shit, I will become super, and I will leave him smiling, and everything will be fine with me (heroic music plays while the hero walks down the corridor with wide strides typing on the phone the message "fuck you ….., I don't need you anymore").

Oh, oh, this normal psychologist in this normal world with these normal clients. And after all, everything is so normal, everything is so wonderful, it is already breathtaking, the coffee in the mug freezes, the cookie on the saucer grows stale, the towel on the radiator dries up. Damn, it's okay! The mood is elated, like the model of the new phone, velvet sparkles in the rays of the sun of enlightenment in the ashram on the way to Asgard, I go unshakable to take the next step, as Stephen Covey, my beloved coach bequeathed, my eyes are clear of projections, my soul shines with purity and breathes calmness, I carefully observe the changes taking place in my body, I am beautiful and unrealistically intelligent, and I am also free and sincere with myself and others. And this is Normal to the point of abnormality.

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