I'm going to talk about things, big, needlessly complex things that don't truly need to be discussed but I'm curious and contemplative and I need to be getting to sleep at a reasonable time tonight and the majority of my IRL friends either don't care or don't understand what in Fillion's name I'm going on about, so you fuckers are "it" again. Don't you feel blessed?
So. Un-anthropy. It's the term for feeling disconnected and seperate from the rest of humanity. Established in ye olde days of five minutes ago by the scholar and warrior poet known as me. It is not to be confused with Misanthropy, in which people hold a distrust or hatred for humanity, or the assumed flipside, erm...Pro-anthropy, in which people quite literally hug every human they meet.
I could be called an un-anthropist. I don't understand people, I don't truly even feel like the same species as them. A strange position to be in, seeming as I'm not typing this with tentacles or indeed, MY MIND, but with normal, human hands. Recent events on my facebook news feed have made me contemplate this, as many of my friends appear to have trouble with that most troublesome and ridiculously confusing human emotion, that L word. No, it's not fucking lesbians. Goddammit, stop making that joke. You know damn well what word I mean, and yes, I still have trouble actually saying/typing it.
Allow me to be clear. I don't feel better or worse than human. I don't see myself as higher or lower, but seperate. My aspergers could have something to do with it, but I suppose my obsessive appreciation of freebird could have something to do with living in the south in a past life. Point being I don't give a shit what it has to do with aspergers.
Anyway, does anyone else feel like that? Sometimes? All the time? Only on the second tuesday of the month? And no TLDR for this because, if you didn't read it, you wouldn't understand it, and then you'd be all "ZOMG LEES EMO MISANTHROPE FREDS HAV GOT TO STOP" and I'd die a little inside.
Captcha: Vegan zombie wants grains! Nobody ever liked you captcha. Not your friends. Not your parents. Not your constipated pig wife.
So. Un-anthropy. It's the term for feeling disconnected and seperate from the rest of humanity. Established in ye olde days of five minutes ago by the scholar and warrior poet known as me. It is not to be confused with Misanthropy, in which people hold a distrust or hatred for humanity, or the assumed flipside, erm...Pro-anthropy, in which people quite literally hug every human they meet.
I could be called an un-anthropist. I don't understand people, I don't truly even feel like the same species as them. A strange position to be in, seeming as I'm not typing this with tentacles or indeed, MY MIND, but with normal, human hands. Recent events on my facebook news feed have made me contemplate this, as many of my friends appear to have trouble with that most troublesome and ridiculously confusing human emotion, that L word. No, it's not fucking lesbians. Goddammit, stop making that joke. You know damn well what word I mean, and yes, I still have trouble actually saying/typing it.
Allow me to be clear. I don't feel better or worse than human. I don't see myself as higher or lower, but seperate. My aspergers could have something to do with it, but I suppose my obsessive appreciation of freebird could have something to do with living in the south in a past life. Point being I don't give a shit what it has to do with aspergers.
Anyway, does anyone else feel like that? Sometimes? All the time? Only on the second tuesday of the month? And no TLDR for this because, if you didn't read it, you wouldn't understand it, and then you'd be all "ZOMG LEES EMO MISANTHROPE FREDS HAV GOT TO STOP" and I'd die a little inside.
Captcha: Vegan zombie wants grains! Nobody ever liked you captcha. Not your friends. Not your parents. Not your constipated pig wife.