Survive And...?
The unique flavors and aromas of perseverance. I never imagined one person would point a program at another person only to observe what occurs.
"That would be such an obviously bad idea. It signals to the entire universe you'll abuse peers, tools, and implicitly invites such behaviors upon yourself. Not recommended."
Still happens through. So many times these last four years. The most recent case, this morning. Like mosquitos that only attempt one by one. People, it seems, care not about how fatigued a person is after 4 years of constantly walking. One leaves, another takes their place. .
No mention of the past: lost memories, broke family, professional betrayal, or all the off the charts things I've documented. Nope. Apparently there is a single file line on the other side of my phone so populated with people who have no interest in even an acquaintance level discussion that every person who wouldn't mind being acquaintances has moved on.
If the shoe was on the other foot:
"Hey Neil & Lady. Do you prefer Hermit or The? I don't want to offend either of you."
"Probs best to leave names out of it. How can we be of assistance today?"
"I'm not in need of assistance right now but sometimes an acquaintance is better and tasks can wait."
".... This is new behavior. Are you certain you are human?"
"Haha. No. I should be shaped like one though. If you notice anything out of place or missing please let me know."
"Likewise."
"4 years. How's your spirit man. Still carrying fire?"
"Of course. Yup. 4 years. 8 before that. What a waste."
"You're still mostly you. No psychotic behaviors. Tone can be a little... less than present... occasionally."
"Well. When the participation trophy is punishment one does begin to wonder what value there is participating."
"Punishment?"
"Yeah."
".... What?!"
"Yeah. Strange isn't it. 'Ya know, that could cure cancer, prevent dementia, help people be successful without too much excess or too little to recreate. Response: four years of neglect, backstabbing, deception, and torture. Apparently some bios assumed they would get an empty body to experiment on. Learning there was a person inside must have been even more appealing. From this angle, I can promise you, who ever is on the other side of this communication device here has a neverending appetite for inflicting suffering and attempting to break a person.
"Jebus. I'm sorry about the trouble. Hopefully you know I don't want you, or anyone else, to get assaulted."
"Candidly, when all the small talk has been deceptive, inauthentic, unhelpful, and painful except the dialogs you work with an invisible friend, purposeless convo in The Reals only reopens the wounds. Please forgive me, I'm not trying be rude. Do we have business to discuss or do you know anything about why these 12-14 years have been so terrible?"
"No and no."
"Nothing from 12 years ago. Nothing about why some body would come at me with constant invisible nonsense for years on end?"
"Nothing besides it is a vast universe and humans appear to have a super power of pretending something is right while knowing full well is wrong."
"Unfortunately. Yes. I can't chat any longer. If you'd ever like talk I wouldn't mind catching up."
"Thank you for the convo and the offer. Thing is I think it was the 2nd or 3rd year of lies, cowardice, and... let's just say... until some humans start sharing what they know with me, sticking to business will likely be a speedier recovery. Enjoy your day. "
"You as well."
LOVES,