Working for My Sanity

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What is work to you?

A distraction? A repetitive everyday cycle to shroud the enormous pointlessness of existence? A hopeless, pointless effort to make sense of your relation with the world?

A compulsion? A condemnation? The price of the existence to live through the contract of a slave by birth? A fear of not paying your bills?

A delusion? An imagined sense of purpose extending all the selfishness, survivalism and competitiveness of the animal instincts of human beings?

Or a false sense of intellectualism that allows us to forget that we are nothing more than animals?

A pastime? Or your only shot at socializing?

To me, it’s mostly about just keeping my sanity.

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About Injustice

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Source: theviewspaper.net

Injustice is a human invention.

 

A matter of social sophistication and intellectual aesthetics.

It is non-existent in the natural world. It is arguably incompatible with the principles of evolution over billions of years.

 

There is no such thing as injustice. It is not the absence of something.

Just another false promise. A utopian dream, for one thing.

 

It is just an abstraction. It is just an expectation.

A fragment of your imagination.

 

But perhaps not.

 

Injustice is just another word for the condition of life.