My mind is imprisoned by an infection called society.
Society begins as an idea, but once it finds a host it manifests there, and eventually controls the entire organism.
Society makes people believe that clones are ideal—that all people should the same and originality is frowned upon. That being different is wrong. It trains the body to hate itself for not being perfect. For not being "beautiful".
Society convinces people that the only definition of success is a measure of money and wealth. It brainwashes people into believing that money is the ultimate happiness—that nothing else matters.
When society reaches this point of infection, it shields the eyes of individuality.
It wraps shackles around the hands, and rope around the mouth.
Society is the world's deadliest disease—it's the silent killer that never sleeps.
Society begins as an idea, but once it finds a host it manifests there, and eventually controls the entire organism.
Society makes people believe that clones are ideal—that all people should the same and originality is frowned upon. That being different is wrong. It trains the body to hate itself for not being perfect. For not being "beautiful".
Society convinces people that the only definition of success is a measure of money and wealth. It brainwashes people into believing that money is the ultimate happiness—that nothing else matters.
When society reaches this point of infection, it shields the eyes of individuality.
It wraps shackles around the hands, and rope around the mouth.
Society is the world's deadliest disease—it's the silent killer that never sleeps.
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