/wiz/ - Wizardry

Whenever I roam the streets I feel some tickling idunnowhat inside me that keeps telling me that I have something clogged in my head I am not living up to. But I do not know if this is real or just a residual filth from that part of me I have been furiously rejecting due to it's resemblance to the cattle world.

Last time I was amongst normies I felt it constantly, but I also was able to see how much fictional, forced and cucked their constant social feedback was from one to another and I got closer to think that this part was just a stagnant somatism from times ago, where I could not find a proper way to dispel certain types of anxiety that kept me stressed