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Nothing Changes. Nothing Truely.
16 years ago
I stand apart from my former self; while I may still remain dark,
And with the future dimly laid bare, set upon the ground stark,
I cannot help but feel my perspective has changed, as my understanding has grown.
I am a man who no-one can love, who no-one can really know.
I'm still living in a quiet shadow; a tool, laid in a box, in a shed, set aside to rust,
Wearing away is where I am, sitting in the cold, the wind, and the rain.
I've thought about life, and how I affect it, and what hold it has over me - and the answer? I don't have a life. I don't truely live. I find myself sitting in a place, on my own, more and more, talking into a piece of plastic and I realise....
I'm on Pause. I live like like it's not really moving. The world drudges on at a dreary pace, while I just carry on sitting here, staring at a screen, or a TV, or a wall, just not doing anything.
You see, while we may all wish to break free of our bonds to society, we do not fully understand just what that may entail.
Well I've done it, so here, let me tell you.
Society wants to pin you down; it wants to throw you into a room, and watch you come to bearings with the fact that you're being shoved into a colony. And surprisingly enough, it's a good thing when it happens - you might not think so at the time, but the only way to realise something is good or bad, or whether its happening or not, is to have it stripped from you. I can only summarise for you, and even then, I can only summarise in words, but summarise I will.
To be free from society is to be alone; nothing you talk to will interract back with you, and nothing will share its opinion, because the only ones capable of doing that are people, and they are part of society. To be free of society is to be stripped; you have no friends, no family, nobody to talk to, or to talk to you. There is no discipline - no matter how radically you behave, you will not suffer a vowel of rebuke. There is no safety - and yet at the same time, very little danger; there is no-one to protect you, no-one to call if anything goes wrong, but then, there is no-one to threaten you, or oppose you. While some may consider breaking free of society to be a gift, it is only because they have not done it.
To be free is a burden - Humans are not bred to be individuals, or to live alone. We are a species that doesn't live in families, or tribes. In a nutshell, Humans are colonists. We are designed to live in vast colonies, metropolis's full of other Humans - because most of us find the contact stimulating.
Unfortunately, there are those of us who've had our feelers torn off, and are unable to live in the colony without stepping on toes, and upsetting people.
That's the curse of Aspergers, in a nutshell, if you ask me.
And with the future dimly laid bare, set upon the ground stark,
I cannot help but feel my perspective has changed, as my understanding has grown.
I am a man who no-one can love, who no-one can really know.
I'm still living in a quiet shadow; a tool, laid in a box, in a shed, set aside to rust,
Wearing away is where I am, sitting in the cold, the wind, and the rain.
I've thought about life, and how I affect it, and what hold it has over me - and the answer? I don't have a life. I don't truely live. I find myself sitting in a place, on my own, more and more, talking into a piece of plastic and I realise....
I'm on Pause. I live like like it's not really moving. The world drudges on at a dreary pace, while I just carry on sitting here, staring at a screen, or a TV, or a wall, just not doing anything.
You see, while we may all wish to break free of our bonds to society, we do not fully understand just what that may entail.
Well I've done it, so here, let me tell you.
Society wants to pin you down; it wants to throw you into a room, and watch you come to bearings with the fact that you're being shoved into a colony. And surprisingly enough, it's a good thing when it happens - you might not think so at the time, but the only way to realise something is good or bad, or whether its happening or not, is to have it stripped from you. I can only summarise for you, and even then, I can only summarise in words, but summarise I will.
To be free from society is to be alone; nothing you talk to will interract back with you, and nothing will share its opinion, because the only ones capable of doing that are people, and they are part of society. To be free of society is to be stripped; you have no friends, no family, nobody to talk to, or to talk to you. There is no discipline - no matter how radically you behave, you will not suffer a vowel of rebuke. There is no safety - and yet at the same time, very little danger; there is no-one to protect you, no-one to call if anything goes wrong, but then, there is no-one to threaten you, or oppose you. While some may consider breaking free of society to be a gift, it is only because they have not done it.
To be free is a burden - Humans are not bred to be individuals, or to live alone. We are a species that doesn't live in families, or tribes. In a nutshell, Humans are colonists. We are designed to live in vast colonies, metropolis's full of other Humans - because most of us find the contact stimulating.
Unfortunately, there are those of us who've had our feelers torn off, and are unable to live in the colony without stepping on toes, and upsetting people.
That's the curse of Aspergers, in a nutshell, if you ask me.
I think that the Guerra have a very good idea about life and society.