[Mr E Nigma]

The enthralled thoughts that peruse through my encaged mind bury the intelligible ideas that are held within me. The ideals I hold high upon a stationed plateau are unreachable by the humans of our world. If I was to copy my thoughts of our world we may yet stand a chance at a higher thought plane that could render our world safer for the better. And yet, I am subdued by the people who I am trying to help so much, those that I must explain my thoughts to, bar me from my intelligible explanations and stop my ideas from ever being released into the vast thoughts of our humane society...

I learn with a monotonic tone that our souls stiffen with the wrought of environmental subjugation.

Pain is gained by an overdose of reality.

Reach through the stars of a galaxy into your own mind and keep them free from subjugation, give yourself the ability to know what you know. Think what YOU think. Do not lose yourself into a prolonged thought of society based beliefs. Know who you are. Be who you are.

You are You

Keep it that way...

Edit: (I think I just realized I'm being horribly self-centered in this rant... oh well)