Tag: Life
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The Banality of Evil
I was not born into a life. I did not grow up running through meadows, enjoying fresh air. My fate was written from the beginning; I did not even have a chance to choose. I came into the world for a task, and I will complete it and return. My first memory is my mother.…
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Women and Others
I struggle to understand the world. Not only the news, but also daily life. The more I look at society, the more I feel that many of the world’s problems come from one old structure: cultures built around men, around physical power, around the idea that strength gives legitimacy. When people talk about war, they…
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Character Building
Another day when I chose to be alone. The weather is too gray for socializing. My head can no longer take people in, but I cannot stay away from people either. I ended up in the café on the corner near home. Spring is about to end, but summer is not coming either. It showed…
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The Human Element in Work and Borders
One of the main reasons I chose engineering was that I didn’t want to deal with people. The other reasons were creativity, problem-solving, and so on. After I entered working life, I realized that the real problem was people. Even the most technical project had people as its biggest problem. Today, technology has developed even…
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The Noises and Aesthetics of Expression
Human beings want to express themselves. They can’t keep it inside; the more they do, the harder it gets, turning into a kind of noise within. The purpose of expression is not always to convey something to others; sometimes it is simply to get rid of that noise, to make space for new kinds of…
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Veganism,Apoliticalitism and Thousand other Problems
Morning alarm rings. Snooze. Again. Again. You’re right. Life is already hard. You don’t have to solve humanity’s crisis before even getting out of bed. You open your phone. A bit of news, a bit of discounts, a bit of gossip. Your brain gets tiny rewards. Filling your mind with just enough junk and getting…
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Against the Sentence
I had to make a decision against what was being written. No matter what he wrote, this time it would be different. After all, I would be the one who felt it. Again. “Look” the writer said. “Don’t drag it out. Move forward and do your job” “What do you mean by moving forward?” I…
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Kettle
Another ordinary morning. My body is still not convinced by the world. Muscles drawn inward as if they will never open, bones that seem to have forgotten how to work, as though they are on strike against the brain. I could pour oil between my joints and it would make sense. My body creaks like…
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Imprisoned – Modern Life, Captivity and Fear
Elephants have been used for centuries for transportation, carrying loads, construction, and war. Even today, they are still used for similar reasons. Beyond that, they have also been used for entertainment—in circuses or zoos.Do you think this was voluntary?Of course not. The way to make elephants “useful” is to chain them when they are young.…
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Gut Feeling
An encounter in an infinite universe…A comfort as if you’ve known each other for years, so natural, so relax…Yet secretly a quiet distance remains. It’s hard to call it a gain or a loss. Neither good nor bad. Perhaps this is exactly what we mean by being. One can feel close without knowing. Maybe not at…
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