A convo with Novs (_LazyLava_ ) got me inspired to jot this down.

Just a little quote from Henry about insanity

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"Who's to say I'm not? No one truly knows do they? Who's to say what's sane or insane, right or wrong, good or bad... we don't really know do we? It's not facts, but opinions. That's all it is isn't it? Opinions? What are morals but figments of our imagination. Ideas we bring to life simply by telling ourselves it's what we should do, or what we shouldn't do. A limitation, if you will. No one truly understands anything. Or at least, anyone. Just because someone is different, not like the rest, they are labeled. We are all labeled. And why? What for? What can we say or do about it?.... nothing. There is nothing anyone labeled such as I can do or say or think that will change others views. The world is your oyster. But don't go after the pearl. Save it for the poor souls who think it is worth something and leave yourself the meat. Sustenance. The very life giving necessities and thinking that makes you different. Or perhaps my favorite method, take nothing and leave only dirty grains of sand. Fill the world with useless pearls until it can no longer contain them and bursts from the sheer weight and agony of trying to hold it in. Then when nothing is left-...... of course there's something left. I am a fool. There is always something left. Shards of hope to pierce the heart and soul. Either keeping it alive by not allowing it to bleed out, or shattering once more and causing more damage than before.......
Oh what have I done?.... now I'm craving seafood and sand......"