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He was the only one that understood me. 
Stillborn. Psychological preteen trauma. Army PTSD. HGV road traffic accident causing hippocampus damage.
Apparently the required recipe of traits to become empathetic towards the socially accepted Sociopath/ Aspergers/ Pathological Personality Disorders inhabitants.
You may feel the need to categorise this under friendship terminology.
If friendship defines acceptance regardless of feelings, then fine, so be it.

Thirty eight years alone before our paths connected within this world of chaotic witnessing. Now his death has returned me to my predecessors, predetermined life course. 
If I could miss him, I would. 

Was this professionally diagnosed I hear you ask? Or a Google self diagnosis whereas can ultimately be used via freedom of speech quota, hidden behind the criminal law of section 2, under the Mental Health Act. I plead guilty as I am the very apogee of contradiction.
Guilty also of consistently answering questions with questions on towards misdirection.
This is where I lose most people & periodically search for a humorous deflection.
In this case I’m not prepared to, but I will reluctantly hold your hand & skip you into a means of related context to reference towards.
After an unreasonable amount of random deliberations, I’ve decided on the famous Sherlock Holmes’s character. “The high functioning sociopath “. 
Of course anyone that knows better is aware that this fictional character is so far off the spectrum of such diagnosis. I could reference it by the Hare Scale but comparison to cults v/s religion may be more effective. A joke based design to deflect. To hide behind so not to expect stimuli. Emotional dysregulation. Politically incorrect. Unsociable.
Almost four decades of studying the psychosis of you humans and I’ve learned self awareness. I also know that this is my time if any could I be indulgent to do so.

While thanking modern technology for social media, we have been made aware that a new ice age could be upon us. Little did we expect on the chilling horizon was to welcome the generation of The Snowflake Society, where feelings are socially tolerant. Leaving behind a comfortable Man Up Era. This being to us, the Aspergers and Sociopaths; Hell on Earth. As if it wasn’t difficult enough for us minority’s to fit in? Years of lurking in the metaphorical shadows, sceptically assessing our options whether it is indeed the time to safely speak. To whom. Timing. Eloquence. So very many variables to consider.
Wait. 
 Surely for those that grew into an era whereas the gingers, race, gender, spectacle wearers, mental and physically disabled, sexuality preferences and the dentally challenged were isolated, intimidated and ostracised have now a regrouped awareness and onwards into the majority. They have become the voices of popularity. After all, isn’t that what socialism incurs? To reiterate, this is definitely my time! 
Whoop.

In contradiction to this, yesterday I read an online article where an author (apparently well known 🤷‍♀️) was being publicly denounced for declaring in a newspaper report his dated opinion that male and female child bearing productions are psychologically preferred. Oops. Even I know that’s not democratically acceptable to say that out loud in the Snowflake Society Era. Tut tut.
You have to say opinions in a nice, rose tinted, eggshell walking kind of way.
But this debates the theory. What if that hurts His feelings?
Therefore it must be ok to retaliate to hurt feelings if you’re not the originator of them. Got it 👌.

Attempting to analyse behavioural patterns & structures of society is exhausting.
It was a comfortable situation when placed in the company of him. He saw the mirrored dimensions & reflections too. A what if & what should never be scenario. So transparent it couldn’t possibly be transpired to this mundane existence.

To feel empathy for another, to link with associations & familiarity. Genetically, physiology or psychological. Yet by doing so design an alienated society. 

The outsider perspective is acceptable and understood when associated to problems. Yet people still deny their contribution of ignorance.
Political debates are a fair example of this. Everyone declares their views of unfair administrative behaviours during election times. This has always baffled me.
When was it lost & forgotten that the people of a nation employ these governments? As an employer you have the abilities to withdraw employment as seen fit. If none of you want a government why are you employing them? 
People understand the fundamental basis of a bible was to guide the ignorant. Story telling to teach moral values. The educated helping the uneducated through bureaucracy. 
Why do we still need them? We don’t. Surely people understand this while complaining about which government to choose as an increase of the population don’t even vote. The majority are fully capable of deciding the future of earnings. Yet employ governments every year just because they’re told to ... by their employees and biased media.
One day, eventually, it will be questioned why we are working our 9-5’s at all. 
People have gotten rich off your wages and will stop at nothing to convince you that you need them. That’s it. That is all that is. The Power of Sheeple Herding. 

I remember as a child, playing pass the parcel at a party. I knew there were sweets to be won if the paused music randomly aligned in my favour. The seemingly irrelevant fact I did not like sweets combined with questions of the fairness of this game, why couldn’t they just share these sweets out equally? All occurred to me back then so why did I still want to participate? 
Rudolph wanted to join in all the reindeer games despite his differences too.

What would our lives be like without money? 
Money is figmentary power.
No money, no power.
Is it such a terrifying concept?

Grow your own food. Grow your own remedies. Process rain water into drinking water. Build our own homes or travel independently. 
I’m sure we are capable of this.
I’m positive I’ve overheard these ideas as dreams for the ideal future. Yet still the alarm rings at 7am, for we have politicians to please.

A philosophical perspective or a V for Vendetta induced madness.

Meanwhile a new blossoming generation is busy redefining their identity to produce the corrected ideal persona. 
Redirecting statuses.
Visually experimental in attempts of public acceptance. Soul searching & self belief.
Nope.
As opposed to self acceptance they’re demanding a neutrality of genitalia and complete denial of all hormones and testosterone. The Gender X. 
Why? 
How? But? I can’t. Really? 
Options have been freely available and you choose this?
Whom has no description now?
I thought the emotionally defected were unstable in society? 
Guess I will choose to be Gender Y....= Whyyyy??
As I fear I’m destined and genetically designed, specifically doomed to question you all, daily. 

To be continued...