subtle notions and inferences

My intelligence, when it does develop, completely trumps my communicative ability. The artwork, the music, while I’m always acutely aware of what it lacks, seriously pales in comparison to that which my imagination conjures up in these states. Today, though it is an echo of my previous experiences, I conceived of this entire country as a gigantic labyrinth in time. I suppose there are some that are already aware of this, or have been, or will be. It would have been nice to have found an outlet for the more subtle notions and inferences of this, though I’ll reiterate that for all the potential I had, it was retarded, it seems intentionally gagged by constant attacks on my efforts. And so that’s where my intelligence goes. Not on constructive, productive things, or just simple lighthearted living, but on the analysis of the attacks to alleviate my frustration at being a target.

It is so easy to abuse. Power. It’s so easy to abuse for them. I would say that truly understanding the repercussions of that power is essentially the seed of complexity in the modern mind. Something about equilibrium and the physical structure of a carrier. Compassionate understanding requires a decent model of your environment. Acknowledgement and vicarious experience of others pain and happiness is essentially acknowledgement of their reality, which is obviously very real to them, though potentially quite difficult to escape given full conscious conception. Though in an environment in which rarely any information is trustworthy, the complexity and depth of social bonds are affected, based on the various strategies of social groups / individuals.