The more I know of humans, the less I believe in them. Once in a while I think I've found someone who's different because they embrace the diversity of life in some way or other, only to find that they limit themselves in every other way. So am I any different, or do I limit myself with respects to people? Not at all. I've shown to be quite enthusiastic about connecting to people by hosting travelers — I never mind their company and always have authentic conversations with them. But people won't let me get close without realizing that something or other about me is off limits. With some it takes longer than with others, but sooner or later it always happens. I'm just too much for you. My mind sprawls like a fungus across anything it encounters, indiscriminate of what stage of decay it is in because I want to consume all.

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