Thanks, but I'm Just Passing Through.

Though I walk amongst them I am a visitor to this world of the humans--at least that's how I often feel. I can't relate much to the people around me because they're not on my level and it's frustrating to have to live amongst beings who seem to do everything in their power to destroy this world. I feel like I'm a visitor from a further evolved world that is stuck having to live with peoples' ideologies that were long-ago abandoned by the evolved civilizations in the vast, mysterious Universe. It often feels like I was kidnapped in another dimension, brainwashed, cursed and shipped off to be stuck on this world of backwater humans. Forced to spend the rest of this existence as an adult living amongst kindergarten or primary school level beings. I don't mean to sound condescending, it's just that I feel so completely different than where most of humanity is on the the deeper things in life.

I didn't plan it this way but in nearly every aspect of my life I don't fit in with the greater society. I live in America, which is a country that is traditionally conservative--I'm as liberal as they come. I live in a country that is predominately Christian--I'm not. I live in a part of the world that rejects the arts, which is where my talents lie. I honor nature and understand the importance of protecting it, yet I live amongst environmental cannibals. They are like parasites that shed anything green, swallow it into the belly of materialism and shit out black, acrid smoke. I have a rare, severe mental illness called schizoaffective disorder in a society that shuns, hides and ignores people like myself. I'm a sensitive male who isn't afraid of expressing emotions and celebrating my feminine side in a society that finds that kind of male behavior to be defective and something to be mocked.

I feel like a stranger in my own species, and people wonder why I like being alone and spending so much time amongst nature. Nature isn't difficult to understand--nature doesn't reject anyone. Nature doesn't ask questions nor condemn you. As long as you can live in harmony with her, she will care for you. And while nature can through you some real difficulties at least she does so without making it personal. I can't think of a more natural death then having it occur out in the wild. Let the animals live off my carcass--It would be my last gift to the cycle of life.

PHOTO: Painting from one of my favorite artists, surrealist Salvador Dali. Titled, "Geopolitical Child Watching the Birth of the new man, 1943.

~The Green Man has Spoken~