my big problem is dissociation, brought on by journeying outside this mangy world - i have seen how the other, invisible, half lives and it is a damn sight better that what we have gotten ourselves into - a shrink would try to pull me back into only this world from wherever it is that i am, then i look at this blind, greed-driven, awful world and shudder, thinking of these mostly awful people that inhabit it - then i get a lessoning on compassion, and i shudder again, thinking of how long this compassion has been taught and nothing has changed! - is this how an angel feels?
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