Wasn’t that a TWILIGHT ZONE ?
This is a mad house
Feels like being cloned
My beacon’s been moved under moon and stars
Where am I to go now that I’ve gone too far?
...But why say more? All men live enveloped in whale-lines. All are born with halters round their necks; but it is only when caught in the swift, sudden turn of death, that mortals realize the silent, subtle, ever-present perils of life. And if you be a philosopher, though seated in the whale-boat, you would not at heart feel one whit more of terror, than though seated before your evening fire with a poker, and not a harpoon, by your side.