There seems nothing more pathetic than "ракал".  A weak supressed soul constantly evading it's own path. I cant stress this enough, stop holding your balls to your crotch, can't you see that they have long ago already dropped and want to be free and freely hanging awaiting the moment that they will rhythmicly slap a smooth tight female buttocks. The reason we tend to ingnore you is because we plain basely just dont give a shit about you, we are too caught up in our self created problems and complexes to see you... sorry god. The spirit of the forest awaits your being, it longs to heal you and break your karma, it wants to make you free, go now, go into the forest, and talk to it. Tell it all of your problems and worries and concerns, tell it about the people who are on your mind. But do it, do something, after all nothing will change if you continue to make the same mistake like a broken record player, someone might think that your brain is broken you worm.