i find that intelligence is a joke, everyone thinks of it as a joke, and pass the title around freely to anyone who can quote shakespeare or know nutritional facts about apricots.
i think i feel my brain becoming jelly, caught in the daily grind of work, and i wonder if i'll ever get it to firm back up again. i am out of my element in every setting.
no one wants to have real conversations anymore, everyone just wants to talk about movies, or music, or other things that have no deep meaning at all. we, as humans, take what we are fed and don't delve into the 'how' or 'why'
isn't anyone interested in 'why'
doesn't anyone feel it's important to dissect what we're given, or what we "know"
we know nothing.
i am so out of place,
and this is why friends are fast and fleeting elements of my life,
i am only interested in the same things as everyone else if i'm drunk and my brain is on 'stand-by.'
"there is no greater suffering than being an angel in hell. whereas a devil is comfortable no matter where he goes. damnation forgives everything and permits anything"
there are too many questions swirling and intertwining in my brain,
and all i can do is stand in a coffee shop pouring coffee and ponder on how i could roast my own or make my own tea, or just learn something new, ANYTHING new
there's so much in this world,
it's maddening, the sheer grandiosity of it all...
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