Q: Can't we all just get along?
A: No! Screw you and your Taoist friend's dog too.

It's true. Unless you are deluding yourself. In which case, it's still true, and you're a hapless autoconfabulator. Unless you're denuding yourself, in which case, you are a freakin' tree, so go and be more treelike in a field or something. I digress, often...really!

Sometimes you yearn for world peace and unending acceptance of every segment of society by every other segment, particularly the segment you foolishly consider yourself to be part of (but which probably secretly, or even overtly, hates you..you just don't notice). But it gets really, really, really tiresome after a while. In order for any entity (individual or group of people) to happily coexist with another, both entities must modify their behaviour to suit their counterpart in coexistence. This means that both entities cease to follow the perfect path of 'I'ness that they would prefer. This leads to resentment, tiredness, that certain 'je ne sais quoi', and many loud percussive sounds punctuated by screams and moans that indicate an extreme lack of successful coexistence.

Sure, ecologists, sociologist, psychologists, and dog groomers would have us believe that it's all about systems and synergisms and complex patterns of codependence, and symbiosis, and the 12 other secret wank-words that only Freemasons may speak while not wearing pants on their heads. But, you know what? I was told you shouldn't start sentences with 'but'. And (nor 'and') that illustrates my point perfectly; the me that is 'I' resented this imposition of stylistic and grammatical anality on the part of the other that was 'teacher'. Sure, I didn't kill them straight away, but I would probably be a healthier person today if I had.

Does a Lion stop to consider the beautiful, unique snowflake that is the majestic Gazelle, as it prances and minces across the plains, or veldt, or parking lot? No, they just catch it, suffocate it to death, and eat it. I see no modification of interaction style to render the occasion a more rewarding and spiritual experience for both parties there. Of course, you could get all biblical and/or humanist on my sorry posterior, and wax poetic about the nobility of the human soul, how we have transcended the base instincts of the brute, and become all -

'What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god!'

That's just 'fuck-off' stupid, and Hamlet knew it too. I've watched TV! If that doesn't negate any argument you'd care to put forward, then you're just not looking hard enough.

So just remember next time you're walking somewhere, probably to get a latte', play with Pikachu or have a D&M with your touchiest and feeliest of friends (yeah..they hate you too), that you need to constantly reassess your position in the food-chain. You're probably a Gazelle. Prance hard, prance proud, just do it quickly while you have the chance. Something desires to change you. Your 'I'ness is in constant and unrelenting danger.

"The devil hath power to assume a pleasing shape"...and usually does. I probably forgot what my point was here, but it sounds pretty scary.
Don't you go changin' !