Edges Torn About. . .

Edges Torn About. . .

In the agony of blunt madness.

The Problem:

Depth, is not without its own problems. The shallow minded, never know the throws of a bout on the edge of torn fragments.

Much thinking, in heavy doses can be difficult to deal with. Unless you have done it; you would never know. And really sometimes you just want to get out of your head sometimes.

People don’t seem to understand my mind. The very shallow, and the boring minds. Those who never have ideas, or wild thoughts. The living dead, have no minds. Nothing like zombies. They don’t think, read, or listen. And really it would be pointless, to argue with them.

Wish that i could explain it to you. Unless you had a front row seat, in some corner of my mind; you would never get it. It would be lost in translation. Most people would never understand me. They don’t know what i think of the way things are, or what i believe about their condition.

Really there are mindless zombies in this world. The living clay, with spirits dead. They are brain dead. They don’t listen, read, or think. There is no way to communicate with them. They don’t understand. Not that they are deaf; however, they won’t listen worth a damn.

Pity. If we were communicating, there would be hope. Everything gets a lot better when people listen, and think. I’m about out of patience with them. It's like i’m talking to a brick wall. Someday, that wall won’t be there.

What can be done? Doesn’t seem possible to do what i want. And, really who will deliver on my wildest fantasies? Want good results, that work like they should. That matters to me. Want to see improvement. And with the way this body is feeling; going to need a new body right quick.

Wetware

This wetware, is used up. Not much life left in this old body. The years, have not been kind to me. So many pieces not working like they should. My teeth haven’t grown back. That is a serious problem for me. This body, is hosed. For sure.

Need a new suit. A new birthday suit. Want one that works like it should. And has all the needed parts. I have other goals, and other hopes. I won’t go into the details of what i want. Because frankly; you couldn’t deal with it.

I’ve tested the waters out before. I know how people feel about my ideas. It’s pointless to talk about them. Because people don’t understand. They lack the fiber, to get it. I’m not sure, if they lack the ability to think about it, or if the problem is they won’t believe me about it. Either way; it's pointless to talk about it with most people.

Still, that doesn’t mean I’m going to give up on what i want. Eventually someone will understand it. Given enough time, and proper care and keeping, there will be people that are able to understand it.

Most people don’t believe me about the wetware. They won’t get the deeper ideas that i have. Because they lack the ability to comprehend it. Tough shit. Deal with it. You know.