it's a sad reality when people find more comfort in the lifeless embrace of a rope than the arms of another human.

Unfortunately I have been asked on to pass this grim message on. The author of the following message wanted to explain their sudden absence from the community.

And so begins my departure, after constant internal battles I see the futility of the pitiful act of self preservation.
It's hard to admit but this is something I've been hiding for a long time.
I wanted to appear strong and put on a brave face.
It seems that it's the mask that I wore that finally brought me to this disgusting conclusion.

Living life with a bitter disposition reveals it's harsh realities.
The realization that I am nothing more than one of the many numerous cysts on the face of society.
"Life is precious" is a common quote, if that is true why are there billions upon billions of people on this planet?
Many millons of these people will remain in a state of blissful ignorance to their lives and the reality of it.

There is only one exit to this absurdity.
Society seems to be completely unaware of the monster it is creating.
The only way to solve the problem is to cut the roots of the problem.
To bring about the end of this caged life would be to embrace, accept and finally release.

Human life, behaviour and nature is a series of endless cycles.
Most of these cycles are self destructive and it's frightening that many people will never understand.
We spend a vast majority of our lives running away from these cycles.
A vast majority of people either are unaware of these cycles or refuse their existence.
Greed, Lust, Domination, Dependence, Selfishness, Desire.

Even I am nothing more than a shell of a man wearing a paper thin mask.
There is so much more to me than I ever let on but due to a variety of factors I was never able to discuss them.
Both a prisoner to myself and social standards.
It is quite painful to feel as if you are withering away as a cause of this.
What value is a life in suffering, the worst part of this is it's all self caused.
When placed in such a situation it's hard to feel anything but hollowness and disconnection.

All these sadistic cycles and yet nobody is aware of them.
It's frightening that people are socially conditioned to be discontent with themselves.
It's all a part of the vicious and self destructive cycles that consume us.
Unfortunately this is circular, there is no beginning and there is no end.

People have a selfish reason for being unselfish.
Need not it be pride in their perception or to benefit in another form.
Cause and effect is everywhere.
It's even worse when subject to humans.
We are slaves to ourselves and unlike what is commonly understood as slavery we can't escape ourselves.

I see no reason for death to be feared.
Today's culture is more about results than anything else.
We are all disposable in today's modern culture.
You and I aren't special, we are simply a means of replicating genes.

Society only works for those who are compatible with it, the misprinted jigsaw pieces that I and many others are will never get a chance.
It's difficult to be who you want to be when there is so much noise.
So many forces pushing in all different directions.
The truth is, they don't want what is best for me, they want what aligns with their biases and what fits their perceptions.

If there is anything I hope to gain from it's not an escape.
It is the relief of responsibilities imposed on me by the idiotic cycles of human nature and social structure.
This is not an escape but rather a solution.

A solution to the human condition.

sincerely - a defective human.