I guess.. as older as I go. I'm now grateful for having a new 'tribune' from where spit out my extravagantly conscious way of thinking without censorship to the masses. And through these actions, also be able to obtain my livelihood and a minimal survival mechanism to keep me going ahead doing it. Just offering the only thing of value I possess and have at hand: A good chunk of some free quality time. And a little bit of knowledge, eccentric wisdom, vivid experiences and some knowhow. And of course, my seemingly more hidden generosity, solidarity and gratitude. :)

Oh! And prolly I am also grateful, by my now new capability to wildly show my ¿often unintelligible and usually misunderstood? Sense of Humor (¿arrogance?) to tell you and talk about the things such like I perceive them from where I standing.

So, the apparent or evident ostracism, loneliness and more likely cheerful solitude that I've got and enjoyed thru the years after my occasional public tirades out there seems like they are gonna be my eternal companion. I suppose I've purportedly earned these arm wrestling mercilessly. }:)
And therefore, I suspect that this will be my fate for what remains of my life. Since I am positive that I am already too old now to try combat it or successfully change it as to please anyone.

what do you get out of it, what will you do with it?

Hmmm, I have the hunch that it's utmost mere pleasure. Mere pleasure to know that I probably still count with new victims with whom play with their minds through my sadistic intentions to make them think and make them more aware. And that if this also gives me the possibility of being me more self-sufficient to keep me alive along the ride. Well, so be it!! :)