They’re aren’t intelligent, they are a product of the system— of what it wants them to be.
They don’t know differentiation— only order and structure.
The exact type of people to first fall for fallacy.
Obsessive studying, ruminating on pointless math problems.
That doesn’t measure intelligence.
How would they navigate through a life or death situation?
Would an utterly made-up math equation help them?
Would knowing the exact site of mitosis help them when a gun is held against their temple?
They are mind-slaves, meant to think they are more than what they actually are; pointless prodigies.
Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 9:16 AM UTC
They’re aren’t intelligent, they are a product of the system— of what it wants them to be.
They don’t know differentiation— only order and structure.
The exact type of people to first fall for fallacy.
Obsessive studying, ruminating on pointless math problems.
That doesn’t measure intelligence.
How would they navigate through a life or death situation?
Would an utterly made-up math equation help them?
Would knowing the exact site of mitosis help them when a gun is held against their temple?
They are mind-slaves, meant to think they are more than what they actually are; pointless prodigies.
I’ve been freaking out lately. I know that college isn’t for me, yet I feel pressure to go by my parents.
I don’t want to go to college for years of my life, just to obtain some useless degree in which I’ll have some mediocre 9-5 job I’ll probably hate for the rest of my life. I won’t retire until I’m 65, and by then I won’t even be able to afford basic healthcare to save my own declining mind and body.
That’s not living, that’s mindless monotony.
Yet, how else would I make a living?
Life was never labeled as something freeing, or easy— just straightforward paths that you choose when you’ve barely worked out the patterns in which the world turns.
How can I decide now?
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