What 7 Years Isolation Taught Me
What 7 Years Isolation Taught Me
The lessons that have been learned. . .
The Problem:
Seven years of isolation; have taught me some lessons about life. I’m kinda tired of the loss, hurt, and pains. Would like to resolve some of these issues once and for all. And be able to move forward with some peace of mind.
Facts
I will be honest here. Other than the one or two phone calls a year, from my dad; and a few emails from people that will still communicate; i’ve been mostly in solitary confinement. There is the daily trip with Mumz, to get coffee, and pick up supplies. other than that, I am always alone, and silent. the music, does keep playing; that however, is all i have.
Lessons
The first lesson to know, and understand is this: no one cares. They do not give a shit about anyone or anything. They seem to only care about themselves. The way things are, I’ve learned some tough lessons here.
People could not care. They neither, listen, read, or think. My point is, that it is futile; to try communicating with them. They are not smart enough, to argue with about it.
The second lesson to know; no one will miss me, when i die. No one calls, or comes to visit. And, they have made it clear; they won’t and aren’t going to. The way things are; I’ve done what could be done; to add value to this world, and for people to have reasons to like me. It seems futile, and pointless. This goes back, to the first lesson. (read it again)
The third lesson to know; a person has to like themselves, a whole lot. Seems people will knock you down, and step all over you; they however don’t really know what they are doing. They are not aware enough; to know what they do. In the event, they are aware of what they do; they are ruthless.
The fourth lesson is this: People only value conformity; above and beyond everything else; they only respect total conformity and mindless behavior. The behavior they respect is watching TV, and going to church. That is all.
The fifth lesson: No matter how good you are; people will not notice; or care. You have to really do something; before people will notice you. They don’t care about creative work; or anything that doesn’t make money. Seems their God, is money.
The sixth lesson: Here is something to know: the more a person spends time in isolation; is more freedom from their bullshit conformity. What I’m saying here is this: isolation = freedom. Thank goodness, for having been alone. I can not imagine, how screwed up i would be, in the event i was around people all the time.
Conclusion:
For personal reasons, I will not go into how painful; or hurtful this isolation has been. I’ve done what could be done, to make it stop; however, this is a futile process. It won’t change, and at this point; it wouldn’t help me.
I’ve had to get pretty tough; to spend this much time alone. About the only things that have been good points about it; is this: I’ve learned how to write. I’ve not learned the guitar, or how to play the piano. Wish i had.
What I will say; is this: I’ve learned how to think. You may not think like me; but really you only have to be able to understand me. Understand?
What Is Unknown
What there is, that is unknown to me is this: How could the internet, which was meant to help people make connections; tear so many apart?
Over the years; I’ve been blessed with having some pen pals; however, by far and large, most of the connections I’ve made online; have not produced fruit. What exactly is the problem here?
Read everything here, at After A Fashion; from the bottom up. That will give you all the juicy details about my life. You will even understand it. Knowing how i arrived at the answers; will enlighten you!!!!