"They don't want us to put up our map, Charlie"

[drfunky17]

People don't know you. They don't and if you go to bed comforted by the fact that there are people that really "get you" that aren't related to you or the Creator of the Universe, then I'd suggest reversing your position as soon as possible. I don't mean to be negative and I'm not trying to be pessimistic about the nature of human relationships, but people don't know you. People know as much as they know about you, but they don't know you. They can understand fractions. Some understand larger fractions than others. Some are getting 1/3 and others settle at 2/9 or 1/10. It's never gonna be a whole number, it's never gonna be more than you know yourself or the whole number that only God could know. The mysteries of our souls and our identities remain in that fraction, the ones that spouses of the closest kind long a lifetime to know and never can. The piece that no one can get to and never will. But we keep our company and we content ourselves with people amongst us. Sometimes having many people understand many different fractions helps. We can take those fractions and add up to something resembling an entire human experience among a group. This person understands the part of me that thinks about spirituality and this person understands how the world works the way I do. This person understands my cynicism with this and that person over there can relate to my undying idealism for that. We can add fractions together, we can spread a bunch of small portions or concentrate on making larger pieces of pie, and we understand that it'll never be the whole, but we can try and add as high as possible.

Now wouldn't be a bad time to start praying for a Medea to my Jackass.