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Wow! That's exactly how it seems when I'm the only patron in the Pub! :-)
But, then, there's the "be careful what you wish for thing"... as in what's worse: alone, or around others that don't seem to get you?
Probably the latter... *unless* one miraculous remembers their own underpinnings. No, not that silly genealogy stuff. Not the history of peoples stuff. Not racial groupings that don't even go as deep as skin, yet even those who hate racism keep talking about different colors of people/person, belying a belief that said pigment matters.
No no no!
The underpinnings are "behind the within". In fact, even that's misleading, as all words must be given their assumption they reference a genuine, "real" objective reality.
It's when aware turns back upon itself which is no self which is nothing and yet even less than nothing, even emptier than void.
It's... well, it neither is not isn't any*thing* (see?) that could follow the word "it's".
But the tapping into it is whoosh bang holy whizbang heaven YES!, even when seemingly collapsing back into "Where the fuck did it go?" so painfully instantaneously....
Ha, I'm glad it's relatable for you. I agree that it is quite apt even if I wrote it based off my experience being a volunteer attendant at an art gallery, or feeling underappreciated but mostly lonely after a poetry reading... I think ultimately it is better to reclaim that solitude as opposed to being around people who don't get you; it's why my poem ends as it does. I'll be honest I don't really what you mean by the race stuff, or why you're bringing it up. And I'm even more lost afterwards haha.