When I grow up, I want to be an electron
A creative imagination
You are better off dead
Let’s take ridiculous risks
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Bad news for nice people
Be yourself.. on my terms
We encourage each other to be who you really are! Be yourself! Relax and let your real self express… I have written such statements repeatedly over the years, imagining that I was giving wise advice.
What would I have said to someone whose real self was selfish, nasty and a power monger. Or what would I have said if that real self was a killer or an enslaver? I think I would have stopped in my tracks and have been forced to reconsider.
What gives us humans the idea that each person is a good person at heart? There has never been any proof of this, either historically or scientifically. We all know people who are ‘bad’ and they can’t seem to help it.
Prisons have many extreme examples of this, people who paid the price that the judges laid upon them and then went out and did the same thing again… and again sometimes. It seems that they cannot help but be what they are naturally, which is exactly what is preached by us know-alls!
We want everyone to be nice because we think that this would make a better world, especially our personal little worlds. But that would not work either. This world depends on the rebels for its ‘progress’. It is ruled by the not-nice people.
The ‘not-nice’ people lead humanity into the easy life, they give them governments and corporations and systems to keep them safe from the ‘bad’ guys. We need them. We need the ‘bad’ guys to give us leadership and protection from the ‘enemy’ (whoever they might be at the time).
Now we have a problem! Be yourself but only on my terms. What I mean is be your nice self so that I feel safe. Maybe all of the nice people are not suited to this not-nice planet and it is not surprising that they become a part of the simple mass mind that is forever led on in its search for a fairy land called a better life.
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