-Observing the Endangered Social Creature-

Humans are often described as social creatures, prowling with stealth in their communities, conversations feed their inner need to satisfy their diet, whilst they consume ideas and concepts. This is the diet of the common species of a social human. Then there are those agoraphobic creatures which lurk in the crevice of solitude, entertained in their temporary havens, relying on their own defenses on keeping them somewhat sane. I have come to embrace my new diet of solitude and it's isolated fingers comforting my by the revelation that I have my own abilities and interest to fill that void space of my weekends. I do not need to rely on that innate fear of loneliness that forced me to meet acquaintances who after a certain period became yet another monotonous part of my social marks. The whole concept up social actions are driven by a competitive factor, one is almost marked by the available people to spend their time with. 

But what I have observed through all those species is that they force themselves to be communicators rather than accepting that humans can rely on isolation to provide them with interests, this force that forces us to surround with others, leaves us vacant inside yearning for new experiences, hence the trend that can be observed of sudden shift in habitat, sustenance and social diet. This is the exact condition that I have found to be suffering from through an epiphany, I had realized that I get tedious of people I have know for more than let;'s say approximately half a year. 

I start to notice their flaws from such a close stance, they let me observe their mistakes, their opinions which are far too controversial to consume, or too stale to enjoy. Hence I found my best friends or allies to me, that are the most compatible for a time being, was acquaintances who I tried my hardest after a period to isolate myself in order not to feel attached. And thus I cannot make close friendships, as I am aware of the fact, that by nature and instinct that I will start to isolate myself from the person, no matter their personality, after a period of time. This I think is an instinctive reflection on my personality which after being fed years of socializing now craves solitude. 

Ofcourse what I usually do is try different flavours of temperaments, surrounding myself with the creature for a few weeks, spending time and recording and dissecting every strand of their behaviour, depart from their normal habitat, or in simple terms not make any sign of communications towards them, and after a few weeks try to regain their friendships, repeating these steps. These measures are taken in order for my to control a disease know as isolation, I feel a few weeks of separation cleanses friendships, even gives it a chance to build up an immune system against my often cruel tactics of abandonment. 

This blog is for all my friends who I have continually subjected to this sudden abandonment, especially in the school environment where such constant close proximity often forces me to do so. 

I have been at my home for approximately 2 weeks in solitude, relying on myself to entertain, from such common activities as reading or writing, to more complex such as interpreting, the once desolate field, where all interest decayed, trampled on by the force to keep myself fascinated about a topic my friend had raved about for weeks, where all brilliance has been poisoned by those words of pure vacancy, regurgitating the same sentences, concepts, and ideas, whilst not realizing.

Isolation has allowed me to thrive with new understanding of my needs and expectations. 

Hence I shall live and flourish in the life of the Isolated Scholar, keeping but a distant thread to weave friendships with, sometimes staining it with spiteful words, fragmenting it with dissonant  signals, or breaking it with sudden abandonment of interest. I shall start the diet of the Solitary Scholar, the Isolated Little prince, or the abandoned hermit, hiding under the temporary yet comforting haven of self reflection and distance.  I know when my friends or acquaintances start to speak, under their bland monotone voices or roars of convincing arguments , forcing concepts on topics on me, my muted pleads cannot be heard.

For when you are far from the ferocious community of ravenous hyenas ready to strike new and violent conversations, there is no need to force yourself to fit into ones image of a perfect companion in socialization, and in my room I am certainly far from the habitat of the savage social creature.

Susan- Continuing her study of Solitude 

QUOTES-

One can only walk the path of revelations, once he or she has paved the road with commitment.

The Diet of the Rabid Social Creature is always brutal, ripping and shredding any idea which conflicts, the beast results, ironically, to violence rather than words. 

The Social Beast's sentences are sharp with spite, the words lacerating, dripping with the blood of the weary and reserved. 

PS- Don't worry Andy, this is not regarding you.