Neuroticism and its greater counterpart, insanity, must be the results of their environment. Is it possible to turn insane, being drowned in a pool of silence, where the only signs of disburbance come from the annoyances of small talk? Chatter chatter [how is the weather] chatter chatter [how was lunch], and so on.
A restless mind in captivity, seeking to break from its bindings. But the attempt to escape is rendered futile by circumstances unforeseen and beyond control. Certainly, the escapee-aspirant is not without blame — indecisiveness is a factor of futility.
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Each soul is formed from a myriad of characters, one of whom is called ‘Loser’. In a fashion that is bitterly ironic, Loser’s personality dominates and shuts away Optimism and Optimism’s friends into the soul’s asylum. Ever so frequently, the characters with hope call out from the asylum’s cells. The calls are the cries of freedom-desired. Loser is physically-free yet trapped by its loneliness and tormented by the calls of its prisoners. It needs companionship but can see no other way to communicate this need. Entrenched in its subconscious is the want to control - everything - and its selfishness finally leads it to the conclusion that if companionship is beyond its ability to earn, the enslavement of others is the best alternative.
