This is a fictional account of a person who has detached himself from society. |
I did not see it, therefore it did not happen. I did not see the death of one. I did not witness the extermination of millions. I did not write the history, therefore it is false. I will not believe what I did not write. I did not sanction a soldier to die for me; I am free on my own accord. I do not see the sacrifice of millions or feel the pain of their suffering. I did not cry for lost. I will not cry for those I did not know. I did not hear it, therefore it did not occur. I need not be grateful for those who came before me. I need not be grateful to those who greeted me with freedom. I need no one to guide me through life. I ask no one for help with the inequities of living. I will not acknowledge the assistance for the free way of thinking I enjoy. I did not ask for help, therefore I am myself. I am me. I am not lonely. I need no one for help or love. I love nothing for there is nothing to love. I am not emotional, therefore I need no one. I am isolated from humanity. I am isolated from myself. I, therefore, am not allowing myself to feel. I will not feel for those who died before me. I will not grieve for the sacrifice others have made for me. I will remain lonely. |