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People of modern society are blind. They've lost sight of what it means to recognize and accept basic human emotions. They're frightened by feeling. At the first sign of angst, depression, anxiety, discomfort, or anger they're convinced it can't be natural. It must be some disease or disorder that is causing such pain. No other answer, diagnose and treat at once. Children, teenagers, young adults, the middle aged, and the elderly all desperately seeking some sort of instantaneous solution for themselves and their loved ones. Those that they should hold dear pawned off on medications from those commercials with smiling faces that they wish to be their own. While in the end the only smiling faces are those with full pockets. We as humans must confront the fact that sometimes there is not a light at the end of the tunnel and adapt, as our species so often has, to our individual and collective darkness. For without that darkness we would never recognize the light. Because once was a time when we sought to not mask our pain but to understand it. ( see: Neitzche, Kierkegaard, Sartre, Camus, etc.) When experience and education actually provided freedom and enlightenment, where the youth were given tools to understand themselves, their society, and their emotions, to find themselves, to learn, and were encouraged to ask the important questions, to question at all. To question it all. Who am I? What are we? When did we get here? Where did we come from? Why are we here? Open your eyes.
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mandee-patterson
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Written by
mandee-patterson
English
Published
May 19, 2015
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June 26, 2014

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#depression#space#emotions#humans#existentialism#education#humanism#medication#behaviors#wutang
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