I’ve always had the feeling that I don’t fit in. I felt this as soon as it was possible to feel it, as a very young boy. This feeling of alienation and strangeness has been my constant companion, placing me at odds with a culture whose first rule is “Fit in” and whose second rule is “Do what you’re told.” But this, finally, is where I live. I’ve never not known that the culture is a hoax.
No swearing. No spitting. Also: Don’t want anything. And don’t fear anything.
If I am dogmatic, I have identified myself with a fixed position. My position is the position and that’s that. Some men are so identified with their mental positions that they clericalize them.
Rules are made to be broken. Except for one. Trust yourself.