Misanthropes Dream Too

To hell with reality! I want to die in music, not in reason or in prose.
— Louis-Ferdinand Celine




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.
— Henry Miller

Yet, I can't help feeling that we are walking around the edge and not moving toward its centre. Perhaps, we are not meant to do this. Perhaps, we are destined, like Tantalus, to forever see but not touch what could be. Perhaps, it is the long march which paints the final touches of a utopia.

Whatever it might be, take time to say hello to your friends and family and enjoy the magnificent views that the edge of miraculous offers us. It won't last forever.