Ernest Goes West
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“And I have a tender spot in my heart for cripples and bastards and broken things.”

there are few things in life that could be considered every person's duty and obligation. and no, reproduction and spending their lives "happily" are not among them. rather, to live and die in their natural state, to have dignity, and to make their corner of the world a better place could be counted among those.

somebody once said to me that civilization and education have made our lives longer, yet more miserable. i think i now have a better understanding of it than i used to.
civilization has made us think that there is a state of existence that is "fit", "functional", and thus "right". while these words are all defined by how we have decided to govern our societies and what we have decided is the "normal" and "healthy" way of existing, we still seem to think that these words are not to be redefined or have a personal meaning for ourselves. we treat abnormality like it's a disease, having forgotten that from totemism to more recent forms of holy phenomena, abnormality has always been worshiped as a means of development (not a very strange thing, considering the abnormal beings have always been a big step in evolution).
abnormal people have always been the source of inspiration for change. while some are only distorted in ways that could not possibly be a step forward, some others are the only clues that we have about what more is possible in the outside world that we have not thought of yet.

believing what came before, all i can think about is that there must exist some alienated abnormal people out there, whose best help is coming from "mental health advocates", who are more like supporters of those who they decide, like everyone else, to call "mentally ill".
rather, i prefer to call these people different. abnormal, yet natural creatures who try to survive, and they will, if they are truly a step forward for the mankind. people who will finally find a way to either live with dignity, or die with dignity. the outcasts who will either make history, or let nature learn a lesson about what does not work.

in one case they become symbols of creativity, which is understandable because the creation itself is an abnormality compared to the nothingness that came before, so creativity is somehow defined by abnormality. so in the case of becoming a "great" person, they create, inspire, and take the small steps and the giant leaps into the unknown.

and in the case of not making history, they die. not afraid of dying and being forgotten, not regretful of not leaving a sign of their existence behind, but perfectly balanced with the creation, letting the flow of all that surrounds them run through them as well. insignificant, yet dignified.

insignificant, yet dignified.
insignificant, yet dignified.


i truly think you should read what i have published instead of this
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