once i have met someone who introduced to me an interesting concept.
a concept of "mr.pointer".
mr. pointer is one's second personality, or persona. i don't really remember what pointers' goal was, but who cares anyway? anyways, my jokingly created mr. pointer soon evolved into something unironic. he has become my rival reasoner and the only verified friend. at last, he received a name: Charles. he ended up being superior than me. smarter, more charismatic, etc.
and then, when the Tragedy occured, i started thinking up more and more personas, until i got tired of it. it was interesting. that's what i like about escapism actually. it's never boring. just perfect.
in the end, there really is no individuality, is there? thinking up more and more identities inside one's brain, thus completely shattering their single ego... being able to create personas already proves that no one is actually individual. well, i could consider someone individual until their persona showed up. that's when the individuality just dies. every person is same and unoriginal. there is always a possibility of creating persona identical to someon else's. i can't tell whether that fact disappoints me, but it surely doesn't make me happy. i probably just don't care.
i mean.
who DOES care?
i'll probably continue this article later. /tbc