Why Am I This Way

Nowadays, an individual is constantly surrounded by countless security observance measures, each of which inevitably spies into his life. While this internet website makes me feel isolated from the outer world of chaos, this space has also become my prison. A cell with no doors but a sole window from which the light is pouring in, the light not from the Sun or Moon but from the flames engulfing the building.

The rhetoric of modern-day politicians extols the praise for so-called “diversity.” Yet, each of them wants nothing but the endless mixing to bring everyone into line eventually — an ironic turn of events neglected by so many and silenced by so few.

The articles on this website are of MY type; the grammar, punctuation, and even the lexical meaning of words and phrases here will also be my kind. In other words, I simply do not care. This website will feature my own words I made up, my phrases or idioms I made up, and the punctuation here will be the ones I made up. And it is false to claim that I am in the wrong here. The language is a dynamic, living material. It is constantly evolving. You don’t see me complaining about how the English language has influenced Russian, do you? So why would anyone complain if I slightly changed the English?