You thought this was easy. You thought i was lazy. You thought my unfolding was based upon boredom and confusion. You thought i needed to realize what reality was. You thought

And you were right. Unfortunately you were also wrong. My desires, my goals, my experiences, my mechanics, my attempts, all of what made me into an unfolding being was something i tried to explain. I failed, we all do. That`s all right. But this little piggy needed something new. And i found it.

Have you ever read about how lynch mobs in america focused on people in the black community that had established a degree of wealth? They were quite apt at targeting the black family in the community that had a semblance of wealth, or something just slightly out of the ordinary relative to the rest of the black community. Well yeah. THat is just how gruesome reality is to people who aren`t part of the dominant collective.
So therefore i should hold my head and expression down in order to not attract the attention of entities which are group-based and intent on destroying people they don`t view as part of their group. I fail at that again and again.

But i like being the canary. It tears me apart. It has for the last six years, what am i to do?


Epiphany is here. I meet it every night i go to sleep. And having low social skills and being cut of from the rest of positively unfolding reality it has torn me apart. And nobody else in my expression-sphere sees it as existing (at least to me). Which is pretty scary.

G out