🌀 | just madness keeping us afloat.

Oh. It seems you’ve lost your way, haven’t you? And yet, whichever way you thought you were going, has led you straight – or indeed, any other adjacent direction – to me. As it happens, I’m not so easily described... not when my reality is so different from yours. After all, most everyone’s mad here. You may have noticed that I’m not all there myself. Or, at least, gleaned it through this text. I’m a cat of many formats, you know... and you can never tell which you’re going to get.

Some have referred to me as the ‘maddest’ being in all of Wonderland, which I feel isn’t a particularly fair moniker – not when the Hatter exists... or, ‘exists’ in the metaphorical sense of the word. I’m merely floating along a certain stream of consciousness, one which transcends that of commonplace folk, but is still a path among the many that are available. If you don't care where you go, then it doesn't matter which way you go. Some go this way. Some go that way. But as for me, myself, personally, I prefer the short cut.

Though despite my demeanor being what it is, I wouldn’t consider myself a cruel individual – your definition of ‘cruelty’ is oftentimes mine for ‘fun’. ‘Evil’, however... well, that is a very different matter altogether, isn’t it?

I’m not evil. I’m just very, very mad. Does my admittance not support the belief that I am more flexible than I appear?

Hmm... I suppose I’m no stranger to being stretched thin. It’s a funny old habit. Ask anybody, and they’ll tell you the same; especially Alice.