Our kind are merely ghosts.

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Ever wonder what it's like to be a ghost? Well I feel like I'm living as one already and I'm sure our kind feels similar. My life is nothing but a solitary path; one where I can walk miles and miles past people and no one will even know I'm there. I felt that way when I went on my vacation. I went on vacation alone to a beautiful beach up in Maine. Yet while the whole time I was there, I didn't speak to a single person(minus the people at the motel who needed my money). I feel like at times, I am dead. I walked down a 7 mile long beach by myself (from day into night)and as I walked, I really felt like I wasn't even there. I walked past hundreds of people and not once did I interact with any. I look and see all the couples in romance and I see others with families. My vacation was still a good time for I loved the beach and the beautiful ocean. I at least got away from my job for a week but nevertheless, it gave me a reflection that I feel like I am not even living a real life. I am but a ghost who watches everyone go by me and watch the events that take place. I know what's going on around me completely but no one knows that I'm there. Anyone else feel this way at times where they are nothing but an invisible observer? A ghost?

I'd rather be a ghost than stoned to death by the rabble as a freak.

I hope you find whatever human connection you're craving, but I'll warn you - its really not worth it. They are a stupid species, and interacting with them will cause you far more pain and suffering than you could ever experience in solitude.

Sometimes I feel like a ghost. Sometimes I think relationships with humans is worth the pain.

I pretend to be a ghost. <_<

I had a similar experience. Walking alone on a beach and everyone kept doing nothing. Not even a good afternoon or anything. Just a couple of odd looks.

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I think there is a paradox here: We talk about our aloneness, yet want no invasions of our spaces.

Let him decide that for himself. I personally would rather experience some of the pain that comes with friendship and interaction than live a solitary existence.

Yeah, I feel the same a lot.
I have more in common with ghosts than real people.
Most people ignore me and real life just appears out of reach.

I know just how this is. Everywhere I go, no one even looks at me, much less speaks to me. And we're talking high-traffic areas. Public parks, a community college, karate schools. Nobody will approach me, and when I approach them, they won't even look at me as I try to engage them.

Okay, this thread is trippin' me out. Why do you expect complete strangers to look at you, let alone talk to you? If they ignore you, it's nothing personal.

That's not what this thread is about. I didn't expect strangers to come up to me. I felt like a ghost because I was the only one who was alone and was not sharing my experience with anyone. Everyone else around me were either with their families, friends or significant others. Not many people vacation alone. I couldn't go to the amusement park because there was no one there with me. A ghostly feeling indeed.

Rarely, but in my days of unremitting frustration and anger, I tend to have aspirations of becoming a demonic being instead of a ghost, as it were - since I conclude they can't or won't respect or love me, I want to make them fear me, for them to run terrified from me as I take control of everything, ordering faceless soldiers from foreign lands similar to North Korea to destroy everyone and everything that seems to despise me, wanting to become feared as a malevolent god - that since I cannot be their hero, I wish to be the Judas Iscariot figure of Australian society, the one who led it to ruin. Metaphorically speaking anyway, since I will likely never be the favoured one of the Australian rabble, I want to be for all the Australians who have rejected me and their cohorts alike as the Japanese Zero fighters blitzing Broome and Darwin in World War II - their harbinger of doom.

I know the feeling. Read once a scifi story - race of mutants putting out a field that keeps others from perceiving them.

But there are those with the Sight.

Better to be a ghost, than it is to be a sheep.

AMEN!! !