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We guile the world into thinking we're all intellectuals. We hide behind the facade of long words and difficult pronunciations, but behind that veil, we're every bit as primeval, ready to shed our proverbial clothing and jump into the pool of instinct and impulse.

We are only as smart as we believe ourselves to be. Humans right now are the pinnacle of evolution, yet we don't really know what to fear - ourselves? the potential we have on our hands? the unknown realms?

We've pushed the boundaries and have taken over the mantle of maintaining the planet's balance. As if the planet was falling apart before we showed up.

We're just a twig snap away from jumping on tree branches and reverting to our true selves. Maybe we already are doing that, just in a different fashion.

Maybe we're just a peculiar phase of life on this planet, a result of an anomaly that was as random as you can imagine, like this post.

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What does it take to rise above it all? To attain peace with oneself to such an extent to not care any more. When the larger picture has been realised, witnessed, felt, absorbed. Every other person's whims, fancies, needs, customizations cease to matter. Indifference is the pinnacle of human emotion. Others will argue that unconditional love is the top dude. What do these blissful idiots know. The only unconditional emotion left is like I said, indifference. Arguing any other emotion is pure is merely playing oneself. Create and live in that illusion all you want, it won't change the reality.

Life is dumbed down for most people. They settle for their routines, going by their business, mechanically, devoid of mental participation. Like brushing your teeth in the morning - do you take a conscious effort to seek your brush? Your hand does it all, doesn't it?

Life is one long stupor - a series of memorized events planned over time - events we program ourselves to follow. When certain events outside our control intervene, the chain of monotony breaks. You realize you're alone in your realization. Every one around you hums the same tune, day in n day out. You can be a total stranger to some one and yet, your lives match. Some pieces here and there might be different. We aren't as unique as we believe ourselves to be. Events make us, shape us. Like bubbles in a sauna bath. We only have this illusion that the control is in our hands - that we can turn the switch at our beck and call. Our lives are so fragile, yet we believe we're our own fates' masters. 

If you ask me, its better to live life on one long high than hoping the pain will end tomorrow.