Iqqi, most women are not like you. 
Then again, I am not like most men. I have a most unusual world, but no desire to show it to anyone. I'd be more than happy to help others develop their worlds to the same kind of happiness, but the fact of the matter is that this world of 'mine' (for I did not invent it. it appeared when I forgot about 'my world') is so strange and alien to common perception, that there would be little point in even trying.
To me, it is kinda like discovering what is means to be normal (though I am, by no means, that) and that everyone else are by contrast, stark raving mad in their conventionality and 'normalcy'. To the insane who do not realise they are so, it is pointless to discuss reality. Then again, I am still very much insane. It does seem though, I am beginning to recognise what is not.
A curious paradox, eh? Desiring women (mentally and physically), yet conscious that no one can ever make me happy but myself.
Btw, !Gx2!, I'd like to read your treatise as well.
Then again, I am not like most men. I have a most unusual world, but no desire to show it to anyone. I'd be more than happy to help others develop their worlds to the same kind of happiness, but the fact of the matter is that this world of 'mine' (for I did not invent it. it appeared when I forgot about 'my world') is so strange and alien to common perception, that there would be little point in even trying.
To me, it is kinda like discovering what is means to be normal (though I am, by no means, that) and that everyone else are by contrast, stark raving mad in their conventionality and 'normalcy'. To the insane who do not realise they are so, it is pointless to discuss reality. Then again, I am still very much insane. It does seem though, I am beginning to recognise what is not.
A curious paradox, eh? Desiring women (mentally and physically), yet conscious that no one can ever make me happy but myself.
Btw, !Gx2!, I'd like to read your treatise as well.