What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly.
Sometimes, I’m just walking and looking at people, and I’m amazed. People are so perfect it hurts my mind to look at them sometimes. Not really in how society sees them as perfect, but in how they’re there, how they’re real, tangible, touchable. Every little detail is visible, and that’s what scares me. That’s what makes me vulnerable. Just as they are visible to me, I am visible to them. They can see everything about me, my face, my peculiarities. And that terrifies me.
REMEMBER, IF YOU’RE NOT GOING TO BE LEAVING THE HOUSE THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO REASON TO CHANGE OUT OF YOUR PYJAMAS.
STAY COMFORTABLE, YOU DESERVE IT, YOU MAGNIFICENT BASTARD
I don’t believe in any of these conspiracy theories. Maybe it feels good to feel like everyone’s against us. The victim mentality is a poisonous one. It gives us a sweet smile and pats us on the back and reassures us that others are to blame. We’ve been wronged. Poor, poor us.
I’m not trying to belittle the intelligence of anyone that believes in them. You guys can believe in whatever you want to.
I just feel like, they haven’t released the evidence yet. So, if you want to believe that the idea that he’s guilty isn’t for sure, then that’s fine. But don’t go calling him innocent for sure either.
Just because someone claims to be of the same religion as you are does not make them a good person. It also does not mean that you have to support them.
Maybe we could all (myself included) try being a little more objective.