I’ve learned to appreciate my chaos for life’s spice. I’m an Absurdist. I like to be the reason others do things. All that to say i rather enjoy the freedoms of peace and everyone should add a bit of flower magic to their life.
I found out I’m different from the populace in college when a colleague told me that I reminded them of the main character from the bullet storm game. It took me until my twenties to realize I’m different. I legit thought everyone was “pro-good stuff” until then. I have been losing faith in my fellow countrymen ever since. Sometimes I think I would’ve been better being left in the dark.
I still think most people are pro-good stuff, just that capitalism incentivises the worst behaviors and makes quite a few bad things overwhelmingly good for whoever is perpetrating them. This includes influencing/manipulating others to believe backwards, bad stuff; which one would have to do by telling them that stuff is in some way “good” actually. Whatever your framework for determining “good” from “bad”.
My coworkers used to call me Superman, due to my rather lawful good alignment. LOL. I actually feel guilty about it sometimes, like maybe I shouldn’t be that way.
I’ve learned to appreciate my chaos for life’s spice. I’m an Absurdist. I like to be the reason others do things. All that to say i rather enjoy the freedoms of peace and everyone should add a bit of flower magic to their life.
I found out I’m different from the populace in college when a colleague told me that I reminded them of the main character from the bullet storm game. It took me until my twenties to realize I’m different. I legit thought everyone was “pro-good stuff” until then. I have been losing faith in my fellow countrymen ever since. Sometimes I think I would’ve been better being left in the dark.
I still think most people are pro-good stuff, just that capitalism incentivises the worst behaviors and makes quite a few bad things overwhelmingly good for whoever is perpetrating them. This includes influencing/manipulating others to believe backwards, bad stuff; which one would have to do by telling them that stuff is in some way “good” actually. Whatever your framework for determining “good” from “bad”.
My coworkers used to call me Superman, due to my rather lawful good alignment. LOL. I actually feel guilty about it sometimes, like maybe I shouldn’t be that way.