I'm sure INTJs will understand

[Gizmo]

The deep side of me is still just the mind of a brilliant child wanting to live to write a great story. The world around falls apart, just to build back up again... History is damned to repeat. No. Not me. I hold the pen that writes the story, but I have to keep it real. It was supposed to be just a simple silly idea to maintain peace of mind. However the great battle battle between humanities sanity, and the corruption of technology grows ever near. Is the world so blind to reality, or do they simply not see as I see? A worldly society with a confused sense between love, lust, and phony social statues. Those close to me, as in family and friends say I'm absent from the real world, but they don't seem to realize that their exterior world holds them a fool. Although I must attest to keeping myself submerged beneath the surface for time periods longer than that of which seems to be ideal. I may appear cynical, but only upon realization that the world wishes not to understand as I strive to. So few of us recognize that only our hearts can poison our mind's, and thus choose to repress such feelings beneath the surface. In time we are doomed to forget what it's like to feel, and thus long to be reminded again, but only with whom wishes, and is capable of understanding what lies 1,000 leagues under the sea.