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[bodytext] => There’s this equation that I can’t quite figure out. It’s not something I can write out on a white board and stare at like good will hunting and unwravel. And as far as I know there’s no Robin Williams to stroll in and pacify me. Because all the tanglible information in the world is laid out for me to just take and exploit and paint with. But I can’t feel. I can’t grasp the pluses buzzing through the air from that man’s eyes to that blonde’s over there. There is nothing being said, yet communication is completely visible in their facial expressions. I can recite Shakespeare and not elicit that type of reaction form anyone. They’re sharing information, this bond it is a complete mystery to me. Why can’t I form that bond, that fission, it’s not made of an element, because I’d be able to identify its mass. It’s not any know language because I’d be able to tell you its origin. I want to share knowledge too. I want to help people, but once people get the answers they don’t come back. They just wander off into the vacuum I just explained the physics of. And it’s this information, and its unlimited supply that isolates me and hinders me from making that mystery bond. I have all the information in the world… and no one to share it with. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 142 [topic] => 75 [informant] => soundandfury [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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