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Updated Description of Chronodysphoria

I'm going to try to keep doodly and pondery things here, and post the more serious and complete ponderings on there. Who knows.

I wrote a tedious opus on American thought, and the trauma of not knowing one's recent heritage properly. But it was long winded. This is the part that I think was most interesting, though perhaps not most universal.

Chronodysphoria.
Disease of unknown origin, which effects the sufferer's concepts of time.
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Now couple this condition with growing up in a country which hardly existed as a nationality until very recently. Yeah. It's difficult to see alliances when you hardly see the time in which your family has been in America at all. My opinion and feelings about countries have very VERY little to do with the common throng who exist in it today. To me, they are only the thin top layer of the onion which you peel off because it's a bit nasty and hard to chew. Easily seen through and discarded. When I'm walking streets, the buildings and physical streets themselves say more to me than the strangers on them. I realize this is a bit difficult to understand for some, but I genuinely feel this is a more truthful way to see things, not to mention more natural for me. This may explain why I don't see the crassly conservative modern society when I go to Bavaria. Most societies seem pretty liberal to me, considering the way people are allowed to go around almost naked, talking to strangers casually, and with common language. But that's part of living in such a world as this. One must look under it for the true meanings of things.

Hmm. I guess I can either explain things by sounding like a pompus twat, or by spouting sentimental nonsense. OH well. Good for a first try, I suppose.