joyride of abstraction

Everything is illuminated now. I know what I have to do. I must go and read something by Douglas Adams. I've just realized that. Why? Well, the answer is quite simple.
Because I am such a nerve wreck these days. I mean I am in a ridiculously waving state of mind and I have to deal with it in an unconventional way. So, if I cannot act like a human being, I won't. It's no longer a problem.  I am now switching to an alternative mode - letting myself in the great joyride of abstraction. Not that it's hard for me -no way- 'cause usually I exist that way. Actually, I exist that way. It's just that society wants to normalize everybody. They want to tell us what is normal. What the fuck means normal, anyway? You have no right to make these kind of rules.
Actually, the term "normal" is wrong. Its meaning. Every person is a separate world. Every person lives in an other galaxy. Yeah, we all live in the yellow submarine same universe, but in separate galaxies. And you cannot make them all the same.
 Some people live in their own surrealistic, abstract world and I am telling you, they are right. They aren't lunatics as some other homo sapienses would say. Actually, they know something what others do not dare to get to know. Interesting is always exciting. Normal is boring.
I don't know if my conventional graphic signs can transmit what I wanted to. I don't know if I actually knew from the beginning this writing's goal (or if it has any right now). Well, whatever.
Now, I'm gonna fill the following blank spaces with some of my recent works. (So there won't be any free spaces, yeah?)
All right then.
Have a nice life.

Ps: I chose English, because I was too lazy to use the Hungarian accents, ha.