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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required ...I saw a person who blathered, said, ‘I’m beyond morality, good and evil are simply lies, more people should be just like me.’ He passed it off as very smart, and liked to quote Nietzsche a lot, but when I saw how he behaved it came off as a lot of rot. The man never could give a dime, said, ‘Leave that to the government.’ couldn’t stay faithful to a girl, went wherever his hormones went. Spent his time drinking or at play, only worked enough to get by, said, ‘Why would I think of family? Don’t you know it’s just a big lie?’ So swept up in nihilism, but from the outside it was clear, he wasn’t smart or ‘beyond good,’ just mired in an endless fear. As long as he blathered this stuff then he didn’t have to feel bad, didn’t have to look at his life, or compare it to his rich dad, Didn’t have to risk falling short, or be the failure he feared he was, his fancy words because his shield, to make folks think he had ‘a cause.’ Honestly it was all BS, his soul is every day more burned, no one wants to call out his crap, so from real life he still does turn. One can do good despite the flaws, can still stand up despite the scars, would he try if he understood we’re not perfect the way we are? Is not the point in the trying? Does not the hard work make us whole? Real perfection may not exist, but the concept gives us a goal. A lighthouse by which we can steer, a marker we can measure by, to not keep pushing for that point is to stagnate and slowly die. Why should we allow our culture to encourage this laziness, when we tell people ‘don’t improve’ we condemn them to emptiness, A life of knowing nothing great, of achieving nothing sublime, this self-esteem crap they all sell in the end is cruel and malign. It’s the effort that makes you great, it’s the journey that takes you far, to realize greatness you must know: You’re not perfect the way you are. Keep improving.
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