I feel so alone...

...but don't be sad for me. I shack gbana and hang out in the social wilderness. I am not sad because so many people are obviously wrong in their perspective of infinite space, the highest fear in the psyche often adjudicated by religion and spirituality. I'm a musician so God is a no-brainer for me. Can't hear good music and believe it is the result of random physical vibes in the universe. Get the fuck out of here. What I see, however, is a world that wants to be moral, wants to believe in God, but can't because they lack the intellectual temperament. It's only because I'm not where I want to be right now that I even bother to expose my indignation coupled with its attendant risks. But in time you will see that it really does not matter to me how many fools walk around in a pyschotic haze on this planet. I promise you, I am even authorized to laugh at them. But I only do so from time to time... like today...