A Brief Note: on the paranoia of an other's paranoia

Paranoia. It is difficult to speak of another person's paranoia, because in so doing, you are, in a sense, indicating one's own paranoia about paranoiacs. Of course, I know that if you can keep your paranoia of "full-blown" paranoiacs limited to a few people then you might not be as paranoid as the "full-blown" paranoiacs, but there is, yet, an indication of paranoia to be sure.

To be clear, the need to derail donkey factories is in no way a product of some sort of paranoid delusion. I can be sure of this, because I can say for sure that there is no one who is out to get me, and only me. This is need is a product of my previous indifference to the plight of the donkeys, and my subsequent realization (and shock) that this indifference was a consequence of my vile self-absorption and my lethargy towards all things beyond the limits of me. Thus, I felt a tingling somewhere within my being, nay, an intention, a feeling of some strength pulling me towards the poles of decisiveness in acting to stop the desecration of the donkeys. It is with this feeling of some strength, that I am directing my attention towards the events of the plight of the donkeys and their factories.