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The Fringes
Life so far outside the norm that you're as alien to me as I am to you.
The difference is that I realize how different we are. I know that I can't understand you in a way other than analytic, predictive, probababilistic. I can correlate actions, words, movements, but know that I can't understand the motive.
But you don't know that. You think you can read me, deep down. You think that you know me like you know everyone else. You think that my motives are clear.
They are. But you can't see them. They're clouded behind a lifetime of lies, deceit, misunderstandings, ignorance, and stupidity. Go. Take your drink of whatever pleases you. It's on me. I may be alone, but I understand that, and I don't make the hateful assumptions you do in your attempts to judge everything around you without understanding.
You are pathetic.
