PREGNANT TEMPER
You are yourself and cannot be manipulated, you are a brainwashed Fool, until you can be indignant and think, until your sanity is surreptitiously broken by calculating partiality. If necessary, you will run to your ruin rather than to protect your peace of indifference.
What do you got? True not so much. Yet the narrow world is lurking in your face for daring to be yourself! You will not shine on your own except for those who accept you or love you, because the" bleating sheep-majority " never had anything to do with you!
What is worth the unworthy, vile praise, if you are not worthy of it, it did not suit you?! And what is it worth if you are not praised, offered a good neighbor's word or two, if you are still worthy of it? Even if the dog doesn't treat you like a human being, you still tolerate and swallow humbly.
In your bad fate, you must often be worthy of indignation and rebellion! You are bound by a thousand threads into the deaf silence of silence, for you know that you were raised to a nobler, grappling struggle for your own sake alone. Even if your honest truths are halfhearted, don't just serve the word - try to use it wisely! It is only in your ashes that life allows you to cool down and calm down, but it would be so good to know with certainty that there has always been-there will be-someone who will help you in a greater fate-a great deal of trouble!
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Written on January 05, 2024
Submitted by oasev on January 04, 2024
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