I can't make a clear thought but who am i to say what's clear when i don't know if what i am breathing is purley air i'm left guessing somewhat like sniffing the air that intoxicates me when i'm in need of energy and i'm left drained like when i hear what i have to say it's purely insane Bin laden would hate me, i'd ruin him no i'm not angry i don't care so much for vengeance it's just that he's not right in the head and i tear minds apart and disect them and criticize the smallest detail and the man would be in ruins like that statue from greece? but the ruins would be something more benefitting see we have to fit society but we're becoming more accepting so then we just have to obey everything and we know deep inside it will end in a mess end like this how i am i know i'm too perceiving too critical while hating myself but i really don't i'm just confused about the feelings i have for me because i'm whole there's no separating and disecting and it sux but when it comes to myself there's no discriminating injustice, for some reason i know but all this information needs digesting so please even though who are you? god help me.