Every passing day is making me more and more disconnected to individuals. They’re issues and problems with me have seldom started to affect me. What remains is just instinct. What remains is the species specific programming that my ancestors picked up over the past many millennia.
I stand silently watching my mind play its games; I cant stop it yet still recognize its faults… but who am I to be judgmental about it? Do I have the right to change it?… I guess i dont! My trying to change its actions will only end up making me a part of it! I am not a part of my mind, nor am I a part of my years of social programming!
Each passing day is making the desire to be a Jay Carsey stronger. I have have very less bonds! I have all the less to stay back, the world has just opened up. But i’m still worried about my two square meals a day, I guess I have more convincing to be done on part of the universe.
I am me! And I want to leave me back as well…
