Dyslexic Dyalog

Everyone is small, really

Nobody likes to admit it, but Jesus look at the beautiful, dying planet we stand our disgusting feet on.

Everyone thinks their better than someone else

I want to be better than someone, or something-- better than myself.

A pyramid chart of who is most worthy of love, respect, protection; how sick.

I used to believe that if I touched the same ground as everyone else, I was everyone else-- living, breathing, dying. I was every tree, every blade of grass, every baby born, every dying soul.

It made me feel so alive, connected, and so insignificant in the best way. The way that makes you realize how much people are hurting all around you-- seeking that freedom; but they cannot get beyond their own barriers, emotions, doubts.

I am behind that wall now. I know what it's like to be on the other side.
But things are not so simple as when I was little. I had virtually nothing to worry about; food, money, family. It was all secure. The older I get, the more afraid I am-- and this fear was built into me from the start.

Now it has control over me. I have to work 60x as hard as I did when I was little, to overcome or succumb.

I don't want to die knowing my life was lived in constant fear. I want to live for myself, for my moms, for everyone who cannot.