it’s so easy to cross boundary lines behave like you own the place own people, own minds and lifestyles demonstrate superiority you were born privileged to lord it over others
privilege of birth status, money or just -an assumption that others should fall in line because everybody you know has always done so -and everybody else will always do It’s something you are used to And can’t see any other cue
Then, one day someone turns back and asks who you are if you’ve taken requisite permission before the transgression and all hell breaks loose..
you don’t know how to respond you’ve never met anyone so … defiant or irreverent with a personality and clear boundary lines
the only way is to yell all your way to hell blame, criticize, accuse tarnish, mentally abuse Who will believe the newcomer in your established terrain?
Who can send me this blank envelope? Is it a creditor wanting acknowledgement of some sort to ensnare me in a recovery trap?
They’ve been on the prowl for some time. But I’ve already lodged a complaint with the cybercrime cell about identity theft. I have not taken the loan they want me to repay.
I refuse to take delivery.
I’ve now stopped living by imposed value systems or identities. I’m not absconding, just asserting my real self.
Last year, someone found an old camera in the attic with an undeveloped reel. It belongs to a previous generation. I don’t know why they left the camera roll inside.
Is it a message? Are there hideous secrets waiting to be exposed?
Who is interested anyway?
Don’t we overestimate ourselves, when we want to leave things for posterity? A message will lose relevance in a different context. If they want to reinvent…