Down the Rabbit Hole: Alice Wasn’t Crazy — She Was Consciously Rebellious
They called her disobedient.
They meant curious.
They called her mad.
Because she saw through the bullshit.
Alice didn’t stumble into Wonderland.
She jumped.
Because the surface world was too polished, absurd, maddening, unfair, and pretentious.
She needed Real. Raw. Ridiculous truth.
She didn’t bow to the Queen —
She challenged her.
She didn’t sip tea and keep quiet.
She observed.
She asked the damn hard questions — the right questions.
“Who in the hell are you?" "How do you know I’m mad?" "Who am I in this strange world?"
She asked for it all to make sense.
This wasn’t a breakdown.
It was a collision. A turning point. A point of no return.
This one’s for those who outgrew the script served to them.
For the ones whose wonder turned to wisdom — and then to glorious fury.
For the ones who got tired of shrinking to fit in undersized boxes built by polished pretenders with false truths.
Alice didn’t lose her mind.
She found her edge.
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