Unfinished Fragment

I was about to say:

“Take no advice from “mere mortals”, they don’t know the answers. (mere mortals in the case simply means everyday people who aren’t as weird as yourself:))

but then

no, wait, advice from them is fine if it’s in ways to be kind to yourself, to be human, compassionate, to yourself, yes.

I originally meant

that they don’t know what I want,

what’s best for me,

what will

“do it” for me,

which reminds me of something I was to say days ago, being:

(again, Mere MOrtals simply is is colourful language for normal people.)
(I realize that I too am normal, but come on, it’s poetry, people.)

there is so much potential

time on this earth is limited…
it seems there is so much potential, for one to do so many things…
there’s far too many things one could do…
what would one do, if they were me, no no, I mean
what WILL I do, as I AM me?

perhaps I should choose wisely,
for some day it’s game over.
I mean, maybe not if Trans-Humanists succeed before game over, which would be nice, and maybe kinda insane,
I’ll certainly want to have lived the dreams.

rely on yourself for love

you really should rely on yourself for love, and not for others, cause you’re the only one who’s REALLY “always” there for you.

is that sad? perhaps.

perhaps it’s happy.

I don’t necessarily mean romance love, just, basic every day “I’m a good person” stuff, self esteem, not love, yeah, just self-esteem.

I have no homophobe friends:)

ain’t got no homophobe friends:)

 

that’s nice.

 

you often (I often) read about friends who have people in their circle of (facebook) friends whose views differ sharply and uncomfortably from their own.

 

while that might be a good thing, I think I have gotten rid of many such people.

 

as such, whenever I hear about “that crazy uncle” (I’ve got none/and/or/they’re dead,)
or some such thing, I’m always like, well, see above.