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Odd.
I am the clandestine secret underground agent of uncool.
I am 000, Jane Doe.
I am the proud. The few. The nonexistent.
I am part of nothing smaller than anything there's never been.
I am uncool by choice? Am I just bored with the eternal cliches?
Why would I choose to be like that?
Who would consciously do that?
I would translate it, but a small minded person would never understand. A writer and/or a theologian would choose to isolate themselves from the ugly outside-world. Sometimes a writer will venture out seeking new and thrilling experience. I should know, I am both.
**. You're OP, and you're spewing random ** while trying to elevate yourself for it. Get over yourself, the hipsters have done that to death. What a pathetic and unoriginal way to try to get attention.
Would someone care to translate that into any earth language?