Everybody's gonna be happy...

Some lyricists promise to make a moment of sorrow teleport you to a moment of peace. But, it's all just an illusion - an alternative to reality.

Not unlike a drug... Which means all art is, in a way, a drug.

Where is the line between reality and the elements of reality that are used to escape it. Technically, when it provides it's own escape reality is nothing more than a giant loophole. Therefore, reality as humans define it is just a trick candle, that ignites itself over and over.

There is no escaping reality which is the genius behind it.

EVERYONE must use an escape and in doing so prove that reality has unbeatable AI. So those of you that play sports to escape the demands on your life are no better than junkies. We are all the practical joke of this reality we claim to have a grip on.

Million Dollar Question: Where does this leave God?

God is asleep on the couch while the TV plays infomercial and Girls Gone Wild censors, waiting for the alarm clock of humanity to become enlightened.

OR

He's facing the corner, afraid of the Blair Witch... just as the camera drops to the floor.