[He doesn't have time--he doesn't have the right to convenience, or inconvenience, because everything, when it comes down to it, is always too early or too late.]
I... I talk to people, I do for them whatever they want from me, but it doesn't matter. It's just maintaining more nothing, and it's not enough, because nothing will be changed by passive existence.
[Is he bitter? A little. But it's not like failure is new.
His thoughts, his words are getting confused again--frustration, desperation, something else scrambling his mind up to keep them from coming out right, but he doesn't know how else to say it.
He has to stop. But where does he find the place to stop--]
I don't know what would be helpful or desired. No one wants anything from me except the Psionic, even you.
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[He doesn't have time--he doesn't have the right to convenience, or inconvenience, because everything, when it comes down to it, is always too early or too late.]
I... I talk to people, I do for them whatever they want from me, but it doesn't matter. It's just maintaining more nothing, and it's not enough, because nothing will be changed by passive existence.
[Is he bitter? A little. But it's not like failure is new.
His thoughts, his words are getting confused again--frustration, desperation, something else scrambling his mind up to keep them from coming out right, but he doesn't know how else to say it.
He has to stop. But where does he find the place to stop--]
I don't know what would be helpful or desired. No one wants anything from me except the Psionic, even you.
And I do what he wants--
But I don't want his guilt.