My arms lit up with flames, that's how bad my RSI got. The ergonomic keyboard helped, but only psychologically: I got attention for my problem. So I moved on w

My arms lit up with flames, that's how bad my RSI got. The ergonomic keyboard helped, but only psychologically: I got attention for my problem. So I moved on with my life. Gave up, did no longer insist on my genius. My problems are gone ever since. RSI isn't in the movement, it is the stress that motivates them. I'm still a genius, but a much more deliberate and respected one. So get a life? Accept that society is wrong about just about everything. But it exists nevertheless. It is an exploit of your human nature: you were born as its loyal child. You thought you could win society, but you can't fight, and win, something that does not care about you. Society disposes of you. So meet the rest of us that didn't have the chance you have to begin with. We have common sense but we are denied and oppressed by folks like you, that try to escape our fate, get your glory, by bringing that fate upon us. From our point of view, you are really stupid, to the sad point of being a criminal. But hey don't worry, God doesn't exist, now does he? Of course you may have missed the point, that society promises to make you a God, but only if you accept it as God and abandon our humanity. This choice is what you are trying to avoid, thus pushing yourself into RSI. Recognise the dragon. The flames are your own. You can type that on any keyboard you want.