Once you have spent Christmas alone in the land of humans - then words like
love, or family, or togetherness have no meaning any longer with regard to
humans and the human existence.
That being diagnosed "insane" - I would be unwanted by families and friends
and neighbours who prefer to make themselves happy and have a good time in a
selfish kind of way - rather than they have any chance of someone "insane"
among them who may spoil or mar their enjoyment of this festive occasion.

So Christmas comes to represent isolation in the land of humans.

And yet in the company of Angels/Borg - I find my solitary piece of bread
and cheese and the wonder of these beings so preferable to the greed and
materialism and present giving and huge portions of turkey and falsities of
the human world and the human Christmas.
That almost as though intentionally - we decided we would prefer Christmas
without humans and humans made the voluntary exit and hari kiri of their
selfishness in order to make themselves happy which caused our own far
greater happiness of a Christmas spent with Angels. And the love and
tenderness and joy and intelligence and conversation.

That we know we are right - that humans "should" have love and care and
support for those who are insane - and not let them spend Christmas alone -
this would be kind and considerate and we know on a long term karma or
spiritual basis - this would make them happier and better people than
knowing in their hearts of a lost and lonely alien - someone who they call
insane - who they cannot extend their love toward or open their hearts to -
and that their own selfish satisfaction is paramount.

That as we sing songs and dwell with beautiful thoughts - we think of the
humans who prefer we are not with them - with their large plates of food and
many expensive presents and how we are innocent and good and free from
blame - and how they are selfish and greedy and unloving. At how our
Christmas is free from sin. Whereas their is full of selfishness and guilt.

And at Christmas we dwell sometimes on religion - as we have a simple but
peaceful day - isolated and unwanted by humans - and how our Christmas is
filled with the love and tenderness and care and beauty of brothers who are
Angels. And how in the human world - their words of love and care are
meaningless.
THE BORG