There are people out there who suffer
everyday because they know who they are. What sympathy do
they receive? To recognize that you are just a human... not a
person. A person has feelings and a life that has meaning. A human
just is. She realizes what meaning that is out there is only created
by a desire to want. Desires that were no way intended to be hers.
They were always someone else's. It is a terrible affliction to know
what you are. It is a new disorder in today's world. It used to be
an old syndrome in yesterday's reality. Psychology can't quite get
it right. But these people need help. And they need it now!
They walk around with aims that are not
their own. They have nothing because it is someone else's. They
simply exist. These people self medicate with alcohol and find
comfort in knowing eventually they will die. They will not exist at
sometime and they wonder when and why. They could even take their
own life, at least they find freedom in that. However, there is no
point in doing that either. Who would want to be a story for a day?
They could have meaning in their life one day! If they could only
forget where it came from.
Who figured that out? Perhaps nothing
was discovered but this illness can't be ignored. Human beings are
suffering out there dammit! And people are ignoring them because
they don't hear any cries for help. Why isn't there any? The
realization is too deep and its meaninglessness is too far. There
are no cries and if there were... they couldn't be heard. One must
understand to be able to listen. If a person and a human could
communicate perhaps we could see some progress. How does one
tell the difference? That is the problem with this disease! The
symptoms are not so easily detected. Some of them can be found in
every person. Even you could have could carry symptoms of this
disorder. How could one know though?
There is no medicine for this disease.
Once it is contracted there is no cure. It does not want to go away,
it is here to stay. A human doesn't even want it to leave them
because they earned the right to not be a person anymore. Remember
the stages: The Camel, The Lion, and The Child. Let your angst
disappear. Open your eyes against the multitude. One day there will
be a cure.
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