For the longest time...oh oh oh...for the longest time.
They told me not to ask.
The told me i did not need to know.
So i spent my child life find out all i could. Not letting the limits of others minds be that which stopped me from finding out.
Now years later i have some troll telling me i cannot know for my safety of course.
It took long hard look in the proverbially life mirror to get here and it took a lot more time to get where i am going. Looking at things staring out at space but yet questioning everything as it sat there in lace.
It was uncomfortable and took time and i had to break myself before someone else tried to do it first.
They said i was not that smart. they said i had bad grades...what the heck do i know i could not read the report card, i guess it was an F on the test page, i was not paying attention....i had no cash to pay, I was a minor. So went along as they slid me along to each and every class, just letting me pass so they would not have to answer the question i would blast from my mind that as they said "he is too far behind, and so he will have to stay behind."
That did not bother me i had more questions inside of me.
I eventually progressed and had more questions than answers by then. So i went to the source of those who question things and connect ideas themes places times, relevant data, and some the seemed blind. They at least were asking the questions, that if walked down the mental path you would have to stop on as you went.
The group of mind were willing to think and question and take everything away and start again. They made sense that did not find the end of the rope and just stop there.
But that is bedsides the point, so we progress. But a funny interlude to make you think of someone hanging from toilet paper in a room with 2 views, the camera and the guards supposedly there watching like a troll on boooTube.
SO these people who questioned everything they did not want to stop they wanted answer and just when they would naturally stop, these bustards went on and on and on, just like me....wow how could this be, people who want to question all things, to not stop seeing, growing, and starting again.
How magical it is that people exist they must be the philosopher kings of this world.....
Nope, they are treated like the lowest.
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Thanks for coming by, we shall have this chat again, it would not end cus it is the story that does not end.
So ill reuse one that i post already but it circles back around again, and it was a good book when i way young.
Meme credits are on the photos and the source is long gone, fact check – deleted for this information is too much for you to know. But seriously though, if it is your work let me know and we can work it out.
