The
Pieces
of my
Mind

Some people think I'm crazy. I'm just very complicated, in my opinion. I have multiple things going on in my head all at the same time. my brain feels fuller than most people I know. I'll start spitting out words, paragraphs, in writing texts or sometimes speech, I think it's too much for people, being that full. I'll express myself. Expose my ideas and thoughts, in an unashamed way, it's too much for people. I've absorbed a lot of philisophy, in particular, Jiddu Krishamnurti, I don't necessarily have as much of a filter as some. I see no shame in my true thoughts and feelings. I as a person am too much for normal, reserved people. Not for myself, I love it but for normal people. I don't care what people say anymore but it's taken a long time. 41 years for me to be so confident that I now find it humorous. I'm a bit of a rebel, I find people's criticism funny and am arrogant in my belief that I am a smart arse, Polymath like Leonardo Da Vinci. People might think that that it self is a problem, a sign of mental illness, having delusions of grandeur, oh well. I have become like stone inside, so strong, so full of self belief that nothing and no one rocks me.