the 1%

I knew you once..and we had this idea, dream. The 1%. The 1% that was privileged enough to be intelligent, to understand. See my motto for life has been and will continue to be, "intelligence isn't what you know what but you understand". I don't think you understand anything. You are not apart of this privileged 1% - I suppose you never were, you never understood.

Moving on from there to a conversation with you instead of with someone who is obviously in the past and gone.

This mysterious 1% I speak of, the elusive and elitist clique. (I hate cliques, always have. Does this mean that I'm out?) What makes the elusive ones so special? Does the very concept make this society pretentious?

Hey you, the intelligent one. You listen to music with a brain - you are probably college educated, but not necessarily. You are sarcastic and like words. You have some friends and are amazingly close or at distance - not much grey. You feel alienated and awkward *still*, even though those teenage years are far behind....you reek of being in the 1%.

I had forgotten this thought, concept. I got caught up in life as we all do. In all honesty, the last several years have been a blur - some sort of strange combination of super speed and pathetic crawls. A fuzzy blindness, wherein I was in a daze. I realize now that I was just floating from one sleep to the next - avoiding the waking hours.

Do you think there is a mythical portion of society that just "gets it"? Is that a subjective question that applies to each social circle?

We are social beings - fight it as I might. I too, need human interaction.