Madness string 45870

Random mermaid
Nothing in the world is confusing, for the world is made up of confusion. And confusion, at least, is understandable. We know what it is. We see it and we say, ah, yes, it is confusion. We nod amongst ourselves and we look on, oblivious.

Once I questioned the school I was in, I questioned the society that built the school, I questioned the businesses that the schools were training people for, I questioned the government that set up this whole structure.