Misanthropes Dream Too
“To hell with reality! I want to die in music, not in reason or in prose.”
mis·an·thrope
ˈmis(ə)nˌTHrōp,ˈmiz(ə)nˌTHrōp/
noun
a person who dislikes humankind and avoids human society.
I have spent the majority of my life as a misanthrope. I am not sure how I got there, but reading people such as Celine and Nietzsche probably had something to do with it. And, I am neither proud nor apologetic of this fact. It is who I am. However, once someone finds out this is how you are, it changes the relationship. It's like when someone finds out that you are a Christian or a Muslim, they hide all the lucifer dolls and pork sandwiches in the house when you come over. Being a Christian, Muslim or misanthrope doesn't define you. It is merely a part of you unless you make a point of having it define your life. I don't. Actually, I like people. Only, I prefer to meet them one on one and usually in quiet secluded places. Then, you will find I am actually quite a happy sort.
“We live at the edge of the miraculous. ”