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The Death Sentence of Humanity
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When humans are born, they are like hot molds, free to shape into anything, adopting any possible shapes, colors, and sizes. They are told they are free to mold into anything, adopt any shape, become anything, and anyone. But they are never told that they are never truly free—they are just led to believe it. Slowly, slowly, they start to get distracted from their ‘false’ sense of freedom. They begin to see, that they must start molding themselves in a certain ideal, perfect way, as suggested—or I should say imposed—by their surroundings / by their environment. That ideal form, is feeded into the minds of the vulnerable molds, which are not developed enough to counter that and think openly. And thus begins, their ultimate walk towards “a greater life”. An idea of life, never unique to anyone, never open to accept individualism, and never in alignment with the greater pursuit of life.
They start to forcefully decline any of their other forms, forms they might have truly wanted to be someday. They throw away that desire and continue their journey, day by day, night by night, stripping their true self away constantly in pursuit of that ideal self. No matter how bad it becomes, no matter how much worse they are doing to themselves, they shut off their minds completely—completely turning off everything—and just continue moving with focus, with dedication.
Now what happens is, the number of people reaching this ideal self is truly very small. Saying very small is still an understatement to represent how truly small that number actually iss. So what about the leftovers? there are still more people—many people left right. Where do they go?
The whole world is like a jigsaw puzzle, a really large puzzle board with countless pieces. To continue the functioning of the world, aligning with its chaos and randomness, the puzzle pieces—or I should say our fellow humans—who were initially born as free-form molds, they, after their very long chase of idealism, have now become something, something X. They have acquired a particular X shape, X form, X color, X weight…..have X no. of X valued properties. And now, on this infinitely large board of the jigsaw puzzle, they fall, they fall, they fall onto that board, according to their acquired X, which they never intended to acquire when they began their journey, but due to their pursuit of that ideal self, they have now ended up acquiring that X. They fall onto the board, in accordance with the world, the jugsaw puzzle, whereever that puzzle piece fixes, whatever that person becomes, they get fixed, Just like when the final piece of puzzle gets fixed onto the board, the whole life of person gets ‘fixed’, his jugsaw puzzle gets finished, finalised, completed. And thus, the person, remains there, until the end of their LIFETIME.
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