It's funny how the principles of conformity
are defined by simple rules,
yet demand complex methods of execution.
I think the greatest challenge here is
the present knowledge that we dislike conformity,
but there rests the underlying desire to belong
not for the sake of belonging,
but the satisfaction of knowing that
we can belong, be it of our own devices or not.
And so it goes, or so it seems, that
in order for you to become a functional member of society,
you must know how to belong.
For you to be considered 'normal',
you must submit to the requisites of
an established form of system that has waded through generations
unmolested, undisputed, unquestioned.
Otherwise, you are a pariah,
an enigma that serves no purpose in the machine.
It's as if you're supposed to have this innate sense of
synergy and harmony, to possess that knowledge that
you are but one of the many manufactured gears that
churn to operate the engine of acceptability.
Everybody expects this from you,
demands this from you,
like a debt that's about to go bad any second now.
It's confusing, it's irritating.