It's not that we want to live in small enclave communities again where everybody pokes their nose into everyone else's business. That never really worked and we aonly put up with it because it was expedient. But there is a need sometimes to connect, make contact with someone at a level that goes beyond sex.
We also feel the need to belong to a cause. Something bigger and greater than our day-to-day job. These are impulses to be resisted.
Friendship comes at a high price and causes demand absolute loyalty and spilled blood and churn people up as fuel.
What needs to be said here I guess is that the only place which is truly home is the space behind your eyes. There you truly belong.
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