So, I really have no clue what the hell happened too me, as much as I like to pretend too sometimes. Basically I had the foundations of my beliefs shaken... Now that I've had some recovery time, I'm left with feelings of disillusionment. I've become so much more awhere of bullshit that goes on around me, and have no control over it. Nobody, even my old friends seem free from it, I can barely even muster up decent conversation with them anymore. I grow more and more cynical of the world around me day by day, and when I try and express it, nobody seems willing to identify with me. Feels like everyone else wants to keep some big illusion of ignorant bliss going as long as possible... It's just so... Depressing. For fuck sakes... Someone tell me I ain't loosing my mind here...
It's hard to say much without knowing what beliefs you've had shattered, and what shattered them. But you don't sound like you're loosing your mind....
Ah, yes. Ignorance is bliss....and once lost it is so hard (if not impossible) to work your way back to that ignorance...
Ignorance is only a temporary bliss. If somebodies ignorant of gravity they can jump off a cliff and convince themselves they're flying, but only for a little while.
The knack of flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss. Most people don't miss. Only someone with supreme clumsiness can actually fly.
I had a cpl short duration jaunts through the air where I don't remember hitting the ground. Does that count?