A Myriad of ADHD

It appears that I have come to realize, even in present dazed and

confused state of mind I am in, that my interests can roughly be
categorized as follows.
My endeavor behind this seemingly useless exercise, you ask?
Self-revelation, nothing more.
I am tired of rotting in a world of continuous strife and conflicts between Morales, ideologies, aims and ambitions, outlooks,
everything and everyone perceivable.
Most of those conflicts are more internal than we might realize. Its
strange how the human brain, as specialized as it is, interprets in
depth and in instinct, and upon doing so misses by a whole meter
simplistic solutions that are of practical aid.
Its yet stranger how much the personal warfare keeps consistently
raging, despite periodic dopamine doses, the brain has got tired of
anyway. We struggle against our own choices, imposed upon us for
that matter, by situations we find ourselves in - the threads of a
puppeteer. The ventriloquist whispers hideously into our ear
injecting repeated confusing sermons. Its preaching has affected so
many of us and its so very boorish that we are in conflict because of
him.
Why, he is none other than we ourselves. Its funny how we listen to
ourselves and endeavor to run away from an aspect of it. This path
of confusion needs immediate enlightenment. And I am here to
help.
Do I sound like a rambling no-gooder? Serial alcoholic you say?
I laugh at that as I have laughed at myself and I shed a tear for this
world...