The dangers of fading. The slow, gradual, and certain fall into something else that you do not like initially. The danger is that it is slow and feels not so "bad" for a long period of time, until you have changed. You faded into something else. You transitioned.

This is something I've always fought against, to not let it happen to me. To never forget this:

Or atoms, or galaxies, or the fantasy world humans have created.

This culture and system are so powerful, they will suck pretty much everyone in. Slowly, gradually, and certainly.

Normal people scare me. Those who are adapted to this fantasy world, make me depressed.

I will do my best to live a life of a human, a creature evolved from others, one that lives on a planet in a mindblowing universe. Made off of atoms and quarks, a collections of cells in their formation, a fabulous and complex reality surrounding me. That's who I am, not a citizen, an author, a boyfriend, a owner of a motorhome, or whatever the fuck.

I almost always felt like living amongst zombies. I only know a handful of humans that I can call "humans", the rest are actors in a bad and primitive movie, trapped inside a simplistic fantasy.