Yo Rog,
I don't know you but my asshole wanted to let you know that being so close to your demon is a divine place that few can ever occupy. Sure, it drags in the chaos, but after all that's what you live for. Who wants an entourage of people who "understand"? Who wants to simply be "understood"? A few close companions are invaluable in this life, especially when you have a magnetic personality that allures shit rags and knowers alike. Don't take yourself too seriously, because both the rabbit hole and the wasteland are the most depressing and hilarious joke we can ever know. Swing dance with your demon.
My anti-social "disorder" also suffocates me with a crowd of soulless shells who chip off little pieces of me in hopes that they can feel alive. I know the alienation and Its definitely maddening. I felt like I was listening to myself when reading your post. I agree with everyone else of course, FUCK those people, but also continue to have fun with them. They're mere pennies to be gambled and why not piss off or confuse some of them? Your will is strong, so strong that it's magnetic. The bitches will always sniff you out and start chipping no matter where you hide. We all need escapes and I've found that the pursuit of wisdom is a reliable sanctuary. I'm young still trying to figure out what the hell is going on, and I don't doubt that will change. But I have figured out that I love sounds and I want to dedicate my pathetic existence to understanding the phenomena and physics of wave spectra. Maybe there is something like that for you that you can cling to when the social world boxes you in and presses their cowardly faces against the glass. Throw your poop at those people.
Some of you may know, I was brainwashed by the Jehovahs for most of my childhood, so I apologize for my preachy style of writing. I'm definitely not trying to school ya.
hang in there homie. Knowing is hard.
I don't know you but my asshole wanted to let you know that being so close to your demon is a divine place that few can ever occupy. Sure, it drags in the chaos, but after all that's what you live for. Who wants an entourage of people who "understand"? Who wants to simply be "understood"? A few close companions are invaluable in this life, especially when you have a magnetic personality that allures shit rags and knowers alike. Don't take yourself too seriously, because both the rabbit hole and the wasteland are the most depressing and hilarious joke we can ever know. Swing dance with your demon.
My anti-social "disorder" also suffocates me with a crowd of soulless shells who chip off little pieces of me in hopes that they can feel alive. I know the alienation and Its definitely maddening. I felt like I was listening to myself when reading your post. I agree with everyone else of course, FUCK those people, but also continue to have fun with them. They're mere pennies to be gambled and why not piss off or confuse some of them? Your will is strong, so strong that it's magnetic. The bitches will always sniff you out and start chipping no matter where you hide. We all need escapes and I've found that the pursuit of wisdom is a reliable sanctuary. I'm young still trying to figure out what the hell is going on, and I don't doubt that will change. But I have figured out that I love sounds and I want to dedicate my pathetic existence to understanding the phenomena and physics of wave spectra. Maybe there is something like that for you that you can cling to when the social world boxes you in and presses their cowardly faces against the glass. Throw your poop at those people.
Some of you may know, I was brainwashed by the Jehovahs for most of my childhood, so I apologize for my preachy style of writing. I'm definitely not trying to school ya.
hang in there homie. Knowing is hard.
