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We seem to cling to mediocrity like children holding hands while crossing the street. Itâs a system weâre born into naturally. But real problems become the oblivious ones. We donât have time to care, weâre asleep at the wheel inside our comfy chairs. How nice it would be to live in a country that caters the needs of everybody where wealth inequality doesnât bring us to our knees. But we sit here so leisurely where comfort is our enemy while the world around us keeps crumbling
Itâs a national tragedy. Itâs a global catastrophe.
Itâs in your community. Itâs a critical fantasy.
There seems to be indifference when we should consider dissent.
Itâs easier not to give a shit. Feels like Iâm getting more and more lazy getting a little bit more crazy, having to rationalize apathy.
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- The Larger Half of Wisdom