androgyne

I am desperately close to going nutz. Unfortunately I tend to vent my rage outward, and I think I would become a danger to hoi polloi very quickly if I were not in control of my emotions. I fear losing control, but my main link to this world feels weak, liable to snap and leave me without any insight into humanity at all. This scares me a great deal, and threatens my stability. Furthermore, I have the intelligence and the resourcefulness that I would do a great deal of damage before I was stopped. I feel I should emulate Nero. Rome was better, richer, more beautiful after his dirty deeds. The further I get from this world the more I despise it, hate it. I am not sure whether you can imagine how it feels being surroundered by something you hate, that looks foul and false and which you have contempt for. If the world were to burn i'd let it. This is dangerous enough. But like this, I'd pour the petrol and light the fire and revel in the world that could spring up in its remains.