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example is schools forcefully trying to convince confused people to be a gender, that would be forcing an identity in a cruel manner upon someone ra5her than letting them decide for themselves.
There's nothing to be confused about a gender, if you have to pause and think that's when you're confused
A modest title, I know. But one has to entertain oneself in eternity.
I'm just another person living a mundane and uninteresting life.
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me and fall as well
I will find a center in you
I will chew it up and leave
I will work to elevate you
Just enough to bring you down
These are things that I only remember as a means for legality reasons.
They are otherwise irrelevant to me, I've no delusions of grandeur about being but a single individual among a sea of eight billion others on a global scale.
Identity is polarizing, and while it is okay and necessary at times to be polarizing, the world around you will polarize you enough as it is without you polarizing yourself.
Don't kick yourself when you're down just because everyone else around you is also kicking you while you're down.
Zero works just fine for me. It was good enough for every great composer who died penniless in their old age, and so it's good enough for me.
None of the external sees the internal, but all of the internal observes the external.
I am humbled by life in this way, and am happier and more content through this detachment and acknowledgment of this polarization between external and internal.
All I do in the between is adapt accordingly, or put forth effort into trying to, at least.
What's in a name? What's in an identity?
I've been many things, many things that contrast one another in effort to find validity.
But I only found validity, in the depths of invalidity, where there isn't egoic attachment to identity.
You are just a Tool
You've been here long enough, you should know better.
Glad someone is a fan