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Power

  • Author Author Voltaic
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This is my statement


I don't want any of this. None of this at all. I want to doing in the spiral of ants, bit not I fear the pain of following the sheep in front of me in circles until death. I stood on the sidelines, hated by society. Wanted dead by society. Wanted gone be society. Wanted alive by people. Wanted alive by capitalism. Wanted alive for reasons I truly do not know beyond stupidity. I hated them back. I hated society back, and I see all the flaws in their way as I fought them in my mind. To be hated. So much... How can I not hate back. How can I not fight back in ways they can not catch me. To manipulate, to hurt, to scare, to harm... They hate me, I harm them back. They hurt me by trying to help me, they extend their hate of me by trying to love. I hear hatred in the background. A woman screaming and hitting the wall as she is held against her will. She hates, but we keep her in that room to be locked up against all her will because we know we are right. How do we know we are right? When Is society wrong to keep her? Society was wrong to keep me alive, I should be dead. And now they are stuck with me. Because I will live to harm those who have harmed me. I will hate, I will harm, I will destroy as the girl slamming her body against the walls in which she is confined withing would if she would be let out.....

I will destroy, hate, put a knife through societies belly. Because everyone is tortured by society as I am. I love, I love people, but hate their collective thought. I love everyone, but hate them in a group. I will save people from society, because people need a monster who is as big as society in order to save them from the thing they know to be tortures. I have been through hell and back, with a burning hatred for society, and a passionate love for people. I will shake hands with the devil within me. Use both of our powers to help myself, to help people, to help society. I believe in people, I love people, and I will try my best to free them from the thing which nearly brought my to death, and the thing that we all know to be something worth fighting against.

I will teach people how to love. How to think like me so I don't need power to change society. I only want a voice for people to listen. I want people to ask the right questions, see the things as I see them, and take their thoughts into their own hands, and teach others the same. I am not to be trusted with power, but I have been blessed with my voice. I will not dominate, I will love, and teach others to love and to think. I will only teach, and they will follow in my footsteps willingly and with a clear mind.

This is what I will live for

Try to teach the world to love.


Everything is connected.

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I am bipolar. This blog post was back from 2017 when I was manic in hospital. I was diagnosed by the doctor while I was there, but I still wasn't exactly aware of what I was going Through. Delusions of grandeur and hopeless ambitions. I thought I could change the world. You know what they say to you as a kid "work hard enough and you can be anything" while being untrue in today's world in the first place, I was under the impression I was able to put in that work to become what I wanted to be.
This is not an easy part of my life to look back on in any way. yet, I keep this blog post up, because I don't want to hide myself. This is the stuff I go through, these are the things I struggle with.
 

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