so someone has a failed attempt at killing you
because you were naive
when growing up with them, to later realise
they were muslim, and were out to get you,
and then you're maimed...
     well... what then?
     you loved ones start complaining about
how naive you were, in ever having childhood
friends...
        so what then? you become a hermit,
you scratch off any form of human compassion
readied for a relationship and then turn and
say:

     na co czekam? albo na autobus, pociąg, lub pi-ano.

(what am i waiting for? either a bus, a train,
         or a piano.)

a ty, quo vadis?
                     and you, where are you going?
  well...  toward golgotha, since the "saviour"
said      qua vadis, i.e. i, am, the way.
yeah, but how do you know that the crux
is the way?
                 i mean, the heidegger stance is bound
by quo... i.e. where...
                 but qua? that's stating: as being,
  in an auto-suggestive format: a locus...
      the problem is the vadis-vadis...
the internalißed experience of an introvert,
and the externalißed experience of an extrovert...
    looking at these sentences, it's not even
a problem... it's just what happens and will
continue to happen;
    please don't bring darwinism into this...
darwinism lacks all subjective sensibility...
                 the gorillas have a population
of 3,800... so i should feel something for them?
why give me only a zoological subjectivity
and the only subject that's the ******* dodos'
extinction?
                     lock me up in a lunatic asylum
while you're at it, please!
               wankers.
              
and yes, you're pushing it, seriously, this white guilt
is driving me nuts, and making my ***** turn
corners, when even light can't do that, without a mirror.