The Prideful Ego—that child of fear and vanity—thrives on isolation. It whispers, “You’re better, you’re worse,” and always, “You’re alone.” Cut off from humanity, you become nothing but a mind, an ego spinning its wheels in the mud.
Your beauty is in your differences, not your similarities. The goal is not to be a uniform product for someone to pick off a shelf. Resist conformity. Don’t subscribe to any beauty standard that requires you to be a clone.
Travelers – The Art of Seth A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution. They love to tell you to stay inside the lines, but something’s better on the other side. Realize the sun doesn’t go down, it’s just an illusion caused by the world spinning round. Take a seat, take your life,
Control is a weapon you use to win your war on reality. Like perfectionism and absolute autonomy, it exists only in fiction. You might find comfort in blaming others for your problems, as it gives you a warm, self-righteous feeling.
You will use up everything you’ve got, trying to give everyone what they want. What’s the point of that sort of life? Anyone who has struggled to be free knows how much it costs.
There’s a godless soundtrack repeating in your consciousness that generates your reality. It’s scratched. And it skips. But it’s been years since you noticed. You know its self-defeating lyrics like you know your social security number.
