Misanthropy
I’m not a misanthrope…not yet at least. I have a reason to choose this title though….When I dream sometimes, I imagine myself in a world without humans. A world without noise, quarrels, stupidity, hypocrisy. I always feel much better in that world of mine. However, I still wonder whether it is possible to live alone, isolated from everyone. I need someone in my life, someone who is always by my side. Solitude is sweet for a while, but being alone for a long time makes me lose the inner balance. The bottom line is that I have a few friends I trust and I like…I have a prince who is by my side all the time…and a loving family which will always represent my home. And the rest…doesn’t matter. People who are always nagging me to join them, who don’t have a notion of what life can mean on a higher level…they don’t matter, they are just in the background, nor bad, nor good. The rest of the people are just shadows walking down the street, too blind and deaf to understand anything.
I still hope that someday I can live in a place where I won’t be compelled to be in connection with many people. I haven’t finished trying to escape into a world of lonely beauty, magic and peace.
