Splendid Isolation

“I’m putting tinfoil up on the windows
Lying down in the dark to dream
I don’t want to see their faces
I don’t want to hear them scream
Splendid Isolation”

Warren Zevon, Splendid Isolation

Well, I hear all this whinging about not gathering with people. Don’t bother me none. Never developed the deep seeded need to surround myself in bluster. Adding people to your life adds stress. Most are vampires sucking me dry of my energy.

The Collective

I like my social groups small, and I keep it that way. I like the non-compliant types, those who don’t worry about what people think. You might even find some scofflaws in their small numbers. None of them worried about social moires or fitting the mold.

I’ve got some news for you. You want to see someone, see them. Stop acting as though you can’t. Want to talk with someone, speak to that bastich. Don’t worry if the world is watching. Stop living in the mythology of Ponce De Leon. Life everlasting on earth is the life lived, not shuttered away cowering from what may come.

Trapped in this splendid isolation, recognize the freedoms you have. Cut ties with the shallow unnecessary filling the contact list. Be you, unhindered by the mass of unthinking flesh that consumes your life in its quivering pudding of a belly.

This is a reset. Push the button, and throw off the concern of the sanity assassin, who only takes what he cannot give. Be that one individual and not the collective.

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