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Jan 2013
(Disclaimer: There is no blame here!! Fret not. It's impersonal.)

You* are a snide, condescending, shallow and self-absorbed person.
You treat others like dirt with what you imply
You show respect for only that which reminds you of yourself.
You build a firewall for certain people without ever learning the first thing about them.
You're a vacuous shell of misfounded hate and synthetic blame.
You need to stop being so ******* 'matter-of-fact' all the time.
You make Narcissus proud:

Antagonist to a story of harmony,
you're a heartless
and presumptuous
attention-*****
of self-loathing.

Projecting your Shadow and your desires unto others, as if they were a silver screen
and being disappointed in them when they
"fall short".

You claim to be in a position of clarity, of authority, of understanding.
You seem to be in a position of self-assured ignorance and of delusion.

You covet the attention of those who would worship the ground upon which you tread,
but those who worship you could be the same you push away in your fit of self-righteous rage.

As you read this, you immediately think of those who you quantify as these things
as if people are subject to quantification, much less by your standards,
without ever recognizing the poisonous signs within yourself.
As you haste away in guilt, you forget what you could have learned:

"This reminds me of me when I forget to keep myself in check."

Everyone is fallible.
That gives neither you nor them the right to use one's fallibility as a weapon or source of leverage.
Anyone who does so willingly contradicts the very way of the universe
and is thus harboring a great and powerful evil,
not that of another,
but that of your self.

* If you do not dominate the powerful Beast that is your Shadow,
you will be absolutely enveloped by It.

"Pointing and waving his finger,
at everything but himself,
we'll miss him.
We're gunna miss him."
-from Eulogy by Tool
Anubis the Philosomancer
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Anubis the Philosomancer  29/We're all a bit mad here.
(29/We're all a bit mad here.)   
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