I’d rather be insane.

feed me poetry and stories
about history and science and all the wonders of the world.
fill my mind with the impossibilities and unbelievable, unimaginable.
bury me with artists and musicians and the great authors of all time
so that even in the afterlife,
I can go on existing in a world void of mediocrity and sanity.

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