The actuality of being different, and even the concept of difference, have both caused me to view things in many ways that others would not. Some might lump me in with other depressives, or even autistics, d’occasion, but I can assure that as I write this I am as stable of mind as Dr. Phil. Ok, that came out wrong, but you understand the premises by which such a simile was written. What you see in this weblog is not the ravings of a loon, nor the bawwings of a man set on his own cessation, but, rather, the questingly-pondered arguments of a “philosopher”.
This reality may be disturbing, but there is little I can do to help you on that matter.
Reality is a self-pwning failbag. I am more than one person now!
Comment by Farhan Mannan — January 13, 2008 @ 3:53 pm