Sarif Industries: Evolve Yourself
My mind wanders, has a path of it’s own. I wish I could understand why I’m forced to think about this shit every day. It makes me angry enough to fracture my knuckles, too alone to reach out, depressed enough to contemplate suicide and yet I find myself revisiting what I like to call ‘trigger’ thoughts whenever I’m not focused on something. Friends, family, media and drugs are all temporary remedies but after spending a couple hours happily distracted I retreat back into my head. Has it always been like this and I fucking never noticed? I knew the malevolent voice in my noggin was psychotic but it I’ve never had it leech into my mood before this year. It’s fucking terrifying.
- America (via amazingatheist)
"Dune" artwork by John Schoenherr