The same

To live in my own world is very familiar because my whole life I used to live in it. When the external environment has a greater impact on me than I can control, my world begins to falter. It becomes difficult to determine the true self. Then the consciousness begins to frantically search for familiar images in order to feel home again. It is ridiculous to observe this process, considering that both chaos and order ultimately constitute a single whole. Moreover, they are the same.