chapter IV
Live in the Mindpirates Auditorium
“Can asking questions change the world?”
Whats
wrong
with
me?
I’m
normal,
but
is
that
true?
Is
there
something
that
I’m
missing?
Because
it’s
all
I’ve
been
led
to
believe?
I’m
so
“academically
advanced,”
but
is
that
true?
Compared
to
everyone,
Am
I
just
a
grain
of
sand?
Am
I
a
nobody
without
talent?
Only
passions?
Why
can’t
anyone
see
the
ground
from
the
skyscraper?
I
assume
it’s
because
they
never
jump.
But
why?
What’s
wrong
with
me?
I’m
normal,
but
is
that
true?