Why do I prefer to be a recluse? I have no desire to participate in the universe outside my humble four walls.   I know I am not safe but safer here then there.  Outside is filled with beings who care less about one another and I would find it easier befriending a jaguar then one of my own kind.  Mindless drones bent on world domination, they praise flags and sending children doomed to kill one another on fields of battle...for what?  Honor?  The right to claim land to say I was born on this side of the world within these borders which now divide the children of the world?  For religion? These schizophrenic zealots who can not distinguish fantasy from reality?  Slavery?  To shackle and bound necks to servitude as victors?   Love?  If so I'd fail to understand hate.  The insanity of the beings outside my door locked in repeating a calendar, forever repeating the same days over and over are lunatic.  We experience one long night and are destined to die, why should I participate with beings whom refuse to share the world we are locked to?  In the drive to be civilized they are so far from civil.  The greed to acquire wealth, the need to be recognized, the immaturity of forcing ones beliefs upon the other is too much for me to handle.   The idea of peace to them is the last person standing.  How can I live with a world of people like this?  Why would I want to?  No thanks.   I will barricade myself and ready for this world to self destruct.  My only company is ms. smith-wesson, mr. heckler koch, and baby moss berg.