I have delusions that there is an untouchable class of humans, about 5% of the population, who go under the knife every night so the rest of society can have innumerable wealth and prosperity. Even some people with mental illness or other stigmatized social groups don’t want to help. Nobody can be trusted and I’m down to 100 Facebook friends out of paranoia that even the nice ones might support something this terrible. Many of the victims are mentally ill. I miss the guy I like but it feels like there are challenges to overcome including ending the torture of untouchables. I think I‘m being asked to go to support group in which case I don’t really mind going. I’m craving boxed lunch. Either Korean bbq or Singapore noodles or maybe salt and pepper pork chop. I have some friends from clubhouse and it looks like they went on a field trip today to the east part of Oahu which has more nature/mom and pop shops, etc. Some of the people at support group have case managers. I had one briefly. I was reading a Korean manga about this 1920s Korea romance based on the little mermaid and there was several chapters called “the people on land.” Somehow it made me think of the mentally ill entering a world beyond their four walls and seeing how real people live. I don’t have a good understanding either but I sense it is not a dream world designed exclusively for the innocent. It is a place for people from the old world. I went to a private high school, one of the best in Hawaii, and I swear everyone is on a diet and their lunch menu is two items long and most times you learn to enjoy chicken salad and sunchips, lol… it kind of changed my tastes to not get “food motivation.” I also don’t get persuaded easily by incentives. They sort of encouraged more of my arts side. But I heard from the guy I like on Monday and it made me want to visit Tibet with him one day to let my prayers be heard.