Piecing together, from the general detritus of being High as Fuck, that most of the behavioural weirdness comes from disinhibition as a specific exhibit of High as Fuckness.
I'm not even close to full general acceptance of my inner weirdo. There is far, far too much coherence.
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The willing exhibition of normalcy seems more and more like a fundamental mistake, beyond a certain shallow commitment to avoiding ostracism.
My wiring is fundamentally fucked to the point where passing as normal is sort of a bad joke, really. Maybe it's time to stop trying?
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Not really sure where to even begin to unfold that tent, though. I have many householding responsibilities, many contextual commitments.
There must necessarily be an overlap of high weirdness and low life; a liminal space.
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And what will fill that space? What sorts of ambiguities and contradictions would my darlings have to put up with?
And what unusual advantages could they derive...?
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