I’m not weird as far as I’m concerned. 

I like to be quiet because I’d rather observe and talk when needed but when I also know what I have to say won’t be brushed off and only entertained.

I’m not a fan of pretending to be knowledgable when I know that with every increase in knowledge I realise I have even more to learn. I genuinely know nothing.

I don’t want to try to empathise with all of your emotions, because I don’t wanna pretend to understand all of your emotions when I don’t even understand all of mine or why they happen.  

I don’t like dressing in dress shirt because I don’t understand why dress shirt is considered business but t-shirt is considered casual. I mean, if I’m working and the entire purpose is to build something better or improve upon something, whether be through collaboration or else. Doesn’t it make sense to have 100%, or as close to it as I can muster, of my resources towards the topic? But instead I have to try not to fidget in clothing that we all agree is relatively uncomfortable hence the nomenclature of the alternative being “casual” to maintain an image that solves and achieves nothing.

I don’t need you sucking my dick. And I’m not sucking yours. 

The progress of man should only be measured in his contribution towards society on a sans-self level. Any selfless attempt is an attempt nonetheless. Any mechanical obedience is nothing more than that—an extension of someone else’s standards.

There’s a chunk that only ever gets more obscure to me and it’s: did that suit suck your dick? I’m sure mine made you suck mine in your head, and I’m sure you laid all judgements on me when I took mine off and let my tattoos show. But my suit certainly never sucked mine, so why do you think I should suck yours when your suit only covers a hollow vessel?

I hate to use language that men like you have created to try to explain this, because I’m doomed to tell you that you need to step back and think from a higher level to understand what I mean, when as far as I draw it in my mind, you only need to widen your vision of thought. I’m not smart. I don’t want to pretend to be smart. I genuinely know nothing. 

I just don’t get it. Why am I doomed? I’m very coherent. Just not your kind of coherence.