Immersive musings
It would be nice to have more learned well-heads, gentlemen who give advice, and ladies who know their manners, if in this present age there was not a tohonya-indifference and unlivable hunger pangs: which, instead of merit and sympathy, settles for cheap humanity and enlightening thoughts.
Those who are completely satisfied with the happiness they can find are fragile and more vulnerable, and instead of the cheap fake shop window of merits, they long for real relationships: Everything that can be understood with common sense and human reason is appropriate according to propriety and good manners!
Because the path of this current worldly Self is now largely controlled by jerky stupidity, smiling idiocy, as well as separatist rudeness, and it is constantly tossed between mindless barbarism, and if it comes up with innovative ideas, it immediately accepts them and submits to the hypocritical rules that can be bribed!
Now everyone wants to grab the glorious positions of power, while hanging the slave labor around the necks of others, or to gloat at success by clinging to the selling out of human personalities: The self-selling, passing on small-style give-and-take relationships, squirming impatience.
Free-thinking, unbrainwashed people would be so good now. Those who are not on the wrong side of interests, protections, and sympathies could forge secure alliances - but as moral-guarding loyal friends they would always stand by each other! "If this self-absorbed world wasn't unruly, shriveled with pleasure!"
And to see the crowd demanding tinsel sensation every day carries with it new aspirations and faith, and in the solitude of incubators the cry of the defenseless newborn is interrupted - that's why it would be good and expedient if man could be human again and not like a wild animal raging bull that just got out of its cage now freed!
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Written on March 18, 2024
Submitted by oasev on March 17, 2024
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