It came a time when a friend thought it wise to resign from social reality. He concluded he'd be better off without the company of the numerous sadists who surrounded him. Any time they met to discuss issues, everyone of them expressed their prejudices aggressively, expecting to be given an ear. But, none was listening. Reason? They'd let their differences guide their way of reasoning.
Now that everyone was opposed to his stereotypes, which everyone else was churning out, he felt disillusioned. A sledgehammer of silence fell upon the poor chap. Silence was a weapon to keep his cool and his temper.
But, an individual belongs to society. That individual, who consigns themselves to an existential state, would be better off inexistent. But that we are human beings, so are we prejudiced. Settling the scores on a rational basis, unguided by uncontrolled emotions and sharp stereotypes, is cheaper than enacting a tragic scene.
The wise bury the hatchet. They dread to bear the straw that broke the camel's back.
Now that everyone was opposed to his stereotypes, which everyone else was churning out, he felt disillusioned. A sledgehammer of silence fell upon the poor chap. Silence was a weapon to keep his cool and his temper.
But, an individual belongs to society. That individual, who consigns themselves to an existential state, would be better off inexistent. But that we are human beings, so are we prejudiced. Settling the scores on a rational basis, unguided by uncontrolled emotions and sharp stereotypes, is cheaper than enacting a tragic scene.
The wise bury the hatchet. They dread to bear the straw that broke the camel's back.
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