I first saw this image in the hospital. To me, this is not only the temporary solution addicted people might choose. It also reflects mental health issues. When I feel depressed, I see myself as the little guy. I do not even bother to look up. An evil magician lives in my head who shows me the fake warmth of a fake fire. See that bright light? It is not there. The same magician gave me a saw. I do not want to climb the tall ladder to discover the real light. It is an unbelievably huge obstacle. So I use the saw. I stay down fooled by illusions.
God, I need help. I really am my own enemy.