I’m still staying out of the public eye for the most part. I don’t have a 9-5, and I am not forced to look at, live around, or be around unclean humans anymore, but when I do have to step outside, my eyes still have to see a lot of dirty, disgusting things and people. Unfortunately, I still have to go out for gas, last minute emergencies, and to walk a dog. Every time I go to the store, I try to wear plastic gloves and I carry tons, and tons, of disinfectant wipes. Every time I purchase something, I disinfect it. I disinfect everything item I touch, especially food. When I’m at the gas station, I wear gloves before pumping gas. Everywhere I go in public, I spot unclean, nasty-looking people. Their hands could have been between their legs or on a pile of semen, digging up their nose, on feces, or on a herpes infected penis before they came out of the house. It’s very disgusting. The more abstinent I become, the more uncleanliness and sloppiness I notice in other people and places. I hate gross environments now and I hate ugly, dirty, people-regardless of their race. It sucks that the world is so big, and I can travel wherever I want, and I may still have to face an infestation of gross people once I get there.
QUARANTINED FOR LIFE: SOCIETY LOOKS AWFULLY SICKENING TO ME AND EXTREMELY PAINFUL TO LOOK AT
People that bully me into isolation are also very unsanitary and disgusting to look at. The more abuse and neglect I am forced to take, the more dirty and unsanitary the world appears. They all appear to be having INCEST as well as living unclean, sick, twisted, and homosexual private sex lives. Clean, healthy, people wouldn’t want to bully me and isolate me in such a gross, disturbing manner. Forcing me to talk to myself is very, very, dirty, and nasty. People may think they are being better than me, but I don’t see them as being better than me, regardless of what they have. I see them as dirty, filthy, and downright infectious. I see them as pest. I see them as a infestation of monkeys and flies. I can no longer see them as people, because they don’t act like people, and they choose to be nasty and disturbing. I see them as infestations of unclean humans, just like a infestation of roaches, bats, or other annoying pest. Just like a wild animal could carry a disease if you go near it, that is how bullies look. They look scary, dangerous, life threatening, and deadly. They look so disgusting, I’m afraid if I go near them, I will catch a fatal disease, get framed for something I didn’t do, or get killed.
For the most part, living completely alone in the middle of nowhere is okay. I can live in isolation for the rest of my life. I do NOT have to be near any human civilization. I don’t have to worry about being molested, raped, bullied, catching COVID or AIDS or getting beaten, but I do have to be on the lookout for spies and sick, twisted, nosey, sadistic, gay sociopaths that might want to watch me or locate me for no reason.
AVOIDING FUNERALS, CEMETERIES, AND GRAVEYARDS
I won’t return to civilization, not even for a funeral. I won’t be keeping in contact with anyone. Funerals are gross, disgusting, and infected. Any deceased people from the human race will never get another dime from me. I will not visit their grave, pour out expensive liquor for them, burn expensive candles for them, give them expensive flowers, or put them on a raggedy ass T-shirt. I’m not even going to pour out a single, tiny, drop of my liquor for the dead anymore. My bottle of alcohol, is for MYSELF. My flowers, are for MYSELF. Everything is for myself, because I am literally- by myself.
The deceased can rest in peace for all eternity, without me being present. They wouldn’t do it for me, if I were dead, and I can no longer respect the deceased. They don’t need my help, they all already have enough people. The deceased are were they belong. Cemeteries are garbage, infected with witchcraft, and I don’t want to go near them. I don’t want to connect with any deceased people either. I don’t want to channel them, seek advice from them, mention them, or be there for them in any way shape or form. If you see me burning candles, they aren’t being burned for any deceased people. When I die, I will remain irrelevant and unloved, just how it was when I was alive. I do not want to be near all the nasty, unnatural, sickening people that left me to die.