OCD

OCD stands for "obsessive, compulsive disorder." It's my opinion that all "mental illness" is just a version of this. In one form or another. This "post," which is gay internet lingo for "a gay blogger's gay installment for the day," will be probably ongoing as my fantastic genius brain continues to break down the barriers of knowledge and technology and new forms of porn to bring to you knowledge and understanding. Many of you millions now reading this will become suddenly sane as you have your mind filled with insight. I will not be sending a bill for any of this. Because I don't know any of your addresses. You can repair this tragedy whenever you feel like. The human brain runs on OCD. Except it is not all Disorderly. It's what keep us alive and makes life endurable. Otherwise we would all jump off a cliff if we saw how meaningless it all really is and where we actually fit into the scheme of things. Which would be in the same slot as fungus. But OCD deludes us - in a good way - that life has meaning. "Routine" becomes comforting and enjoyable. Comfort and enjoyment keeps us alive longer. Long enough to reproduce. Which is all that is really "wanted" from us by Nature: offspring. Nature wants us to breed. So that what we bred can breed. In between the breeding and raising of young we have to live our life. Routine makes that endurable. Enforced routine, however, makes us angry. Not routine that is enfoced by our considtions but routine that is enforced by other people. We don't like that. Unfortunately, Nature, while almost forcing us to breed, is also trying to kill us by accident. Nature is not our friend. Nature is not something we have to be a guardian over. Nature is something we have to conquer. A step at a time. Each successfull step is called progress. Progress is swiftly hastned by technology. Technology is created by humans smarter than you. Certainly smarter than me. We all have our own individual OCD things going on. When they are not disorders they are Personality Triaits. They are ours and they make our life comfortable and fun. The problems come when other people try to get us to adopt THEIR Obsessive Compulsive Personality Traits. Then it becomes OCD. Since Nature is trying to accidentally kill us, and since we ain't all that tough, we band together into groups of idiots. We figure if we have enough idiots around us, maybe we can scare off what is chasing us. And evevn if what is chasing us doesn't leave, it probably wont kill all of us. Just one or two. whatever it takes to alleviate its hunger. so we live in groups. Out of fear and terror. However in groups we don't feel fear and terror all the time. We feel whatever The Group is feeling. We go by that. Cause we as individuals dont know if we should be scared or not. We aint that good at spotting animals and danger. But it is likely that someone in the group IS good at this shit. When he gets scared then we will get scared. when he gets calm then we will get calm. that will work, what the fuck, lets use it. then i can get some sleep and Mr. Watchful can keep a fuckiin eye on thigs, he likes it so much..