Just Another Day in the Morgue

Just Another Day in the Morgue.

Self-imposed isolation may be the precise thing to do for some personality types. People who have a sincere desire to do and say the proper things, but all of their efforts end up being a washout should avoid intimate interpersonal contact if at all possible. This is a sad state of being for a person to be living but it is profitable for others that may find themselves in the driving path of idiocies way.

Human beings are created and designed to be social creatures but some folks confuse and spoil everything that they come into contact with. By and large, this disturbance is unintentional.

Most people do not want to be a source of turmoil and chaos but some temperaments are just that because they are lacking in certain social skills or are in the bondage of personal hang-ups that always produce the exact opposite of their intents.

If a person dislikes themselves, it is a given that being uncomfortable around other people will be a byproduct of this self-loathing. They get a headache and become nervous when the prospect of being around other people is imminent. They hate feeling this way and make a personal resolution to adjust their way of thinking, all to no avail as soon as they step out of the door. So how does a person go about liking themselves?

One way that a person can begin to release themselves from the self-hatred mode is by killing themselves. The way that a person thinks of themselves must be horrifically slaughtered from their self-awareness. This thinking renovation may be hard to accomplish when one looks at oneself in the mirror because the reflection looking back at them is the same. Everyone talks about positive thinking but this approach only goes so far in thought invigorating.

Thoughts are electrical pulses that can be charged and discharged. Negative thoughts are the opposite charge of positive thoughts. Both negative and positive thoughts (electrical charges) perform a balancing act in the makeup of the total person.

When one murder oneself (killing a way of thinking about themselves that inhibits social interaction and mental stability), they have increased the electrical charge in their brain which opens blocked channels and cleanse the ones that are already in use.

Living in the servitude of self is comparable to living in a state of death. Everything is based on what the self-absorbed thinks and feels. They despise themselves so everything and everyone else is viewed and assessed from that foundation of self-scorn that they have wedged themselves into. For some people, the only way out of this predicament is by means of a brain transplant.

For others, the way out of this bondage of self is through self-acceptance and placing the concerns of others ahead of theirs. Of course, one must use creative discernment and common sense when dealing with other people to avoid falling into the trap of utter nonsense because there are risks that come with exposure to all things.

Self-imposed isolation may be appropriate when harm to others, by design or intentionally, is the status-quo that a person produce when they make contact with other people. It’s alright. Physical life lasts only a day and a night, then it’s over and done with. The old were young only a moment ago and the once healthy now have an overactive bladder and an enlarged prostate to contend with.

When one looks at oneself in the mirror they should promptly break it and call it a day because no amount of positive thinking will alter what is looking back at them. If you believe that you are unique in your terrors take a trip outside of yourself for a moment and looking at the world around you. When you do this you will have stark evidence which confirms that the world does not revolve around you and that compared to many others your grief is a joy ride.

The days are moving faster than the calendar can count and soon one will have nothing to look back on because they have lived their lives in a vacuum-packed seal. Some have done and have said things to others where the emptiness and the loneliness of quarantine is a fit punishment for them. They may look at the walls and feel sorrow for themselves, but justice is being served on them, so they should make up their minds to live in peace with seclusion.

And why waste your time talking to yourself? Do you really think that even you want to hear your weeping and moaning? And you certainly do not want to hear yourself belittling other people. You have already placed yourself in the pit of self-degradation, so why do you want to dig yourself deeper into it by mocking and criticizing others.

Welcome to the end of your world and rejoice in it for you have pulled the sheets over your head and called it quits. No one else has caused you to separate and make yourself inaccessibility. You have chosen this way of living on your own volition. Dance and sing within the corridors of your loneliness and don’t forget to sacrifice a burnt offering to the prince of living death that you worship by your mindset.