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dafremen Welcome to my species. It's a lot like the inside of a sanitarium here, except the orderlies are crazy too.

I heard tell of a man who worked for 40 years to buy a house on wheels, then drove it twice and died. They say it happens often here.

A mother drowned her babies here..in the bathtub. Apparently their souls weren't clean enough for her liking. But she was the kind one. A normal mother here voluntarily sends her children off to be reprogrammed when they turn 5. And scolds them if they don't work hard enough at being brainwashed.

I watched them jeer at a man for announcing that alcohol was bad for them..because he had a drink in his hand. Seems to me, he would be the expert. They just called him a hypocrite. Mostly I think, because our race prefers advice..when they don't have to think too much about it. Blindly following a drunk or a hypocrite is too risky..regardless of how correct he may be.

Sometimes we'll stop a conversation or task or game to figure out who was to blame for some triviality or another. And then we won't return to the conversation, the game or the task...because we get too upset with one another while playing the blame game about nothing important.

Sometimes I like to be random like that. Because anything goes in a looney bin. And they'll look at me like I am crazy, and I'll laugh because the whole thing is so fucking hilarious.

I mean it would be, if I wasn't caught in the pit of its churning stomach. =/
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dafremen They play a game here on our planet that never ends. They don't even have a name for it. Some don't even know they are playing..it has been going on so long. And all of the broken people try to glue themselves back together with the pieces of the other broken people. It would be tragic if it wasn't so comical. And it's only comical when it isn't in your face. Which it is. All of the time. 111128
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dafremen Very few people know what they are doing here. And so, many of them look for someone to follow. And some of the more clueless ones decide they have the ability to lead. And there is so much posturing everywhere. Everyone is trying to make themselves a leader, or push people down into the "mediocrity" followerdom. And so the clueless pull the clueless and the clueless laugh at the clueless and the clueless follow the clueless; it resembles nothing if not a group of headless people dancing the Hora. 111128