No news to me.
I was born that way,
an alien in an alien world,
where nothing seems to have been made for me
but rather to exclude me from all possibilities,
obliging me to find alternatives
of clandestine, occult and underground societies
not only outside law but outside everything
in a community of anonymity and shadows
with the one advantage, though, that you could from the outside
see the mundane hopeless world of vanity with clarity
and keep a healthy mind and body unafflicted
by the mental illness which is all society,
corrupted by materialism, fanaticism and stress
unto the unawareness of the global euthanasia
of media brainwash, poisoned junk food, slavery and serfdom
by the economic thralldom of the blind surveillance state
of inhumanity, insensitivity and denaturalisation.
Of course, whatever would be better to all this as an alternative,
and actually an exile of some permanence would be a privilege.