At times I begin to wonder if I am the problem. Do places, including Lainchan, endlessly turn me away because I actually want it that way? How is it that I can do the same thing over and over again, knowing I have no desire to belong or be part of anything, and yet still bother to feel in some way cast out, rejected, or betrayed when inevitably it occurs. The mind knows and realizes, but the heart still responds under compulsion to this experience. Which causes self disgust and then amplifies severence, alienation, and indirected self destruction (death and rebirth, polarity) impulses in the future. It is an attempt to rid myself of this sensation, this divided mind. The will is trying to force the body and mind tobe one thing, but it won't cooperate. The world conspires to helpme get what I want but it's never enough. I keep trying to ascend and I just end up back where I started. Looping endlessly, a moth beating itself to death against a false light, hoping to finally burn itself to ashes and be remade. Truly ridiculous, in a way. I had a migraine recently and it is in these moments that the obvious truths come into view. An odd clarity.