I stopped smoothing my texts. Raw stays raw.
People in Germany who consider themselves perfectly normal harbor a deep, passive-aggressive hostility toward my way of existing.
Once I took media wars as 100% real. Now I feel the rhythm pressed through brains—not truth. That collective being doesn't breathe. It pulses.
Freedom from others' opinions isn't beautiful. It's standing in an empty room where all walls turn transparent.
Then I take out the trash. Don't have much.
the whole german madness: https://mahamind7.blogspot.com/2026/04/1919-warum-ich-aufgehort-habe-meine.html




