Adults are liars. People are born into a world where they are never free. They are born into a world with expectations. That’s not entirely a bad thing -- I do believe in a certain standard of social and ethical responsibility, but it’s why money can be the root of all evil. Money represents a kind of freedom most of us will never obtain, never appreciate. It’s not so much about what we can buy, or what we can own. It’s not even about not having to do as we’re told. It’s about not having to do as we’re told, unjustly.
Children and adults bully children. Adults and children bully adults.
Children look at adults and see them as having all the power, when the
truth is most adults will never have the power at all. Adults remain
children. It’s just that some are better at hiding it. Some ooze
confidence but in their darkness hours they are still children. We all
need a cuddle sometime. We all wish someone else could be the adult for a
day. We all just keep plodding along, doing the best we can. We learn
our parents were 'winging it', faking it, 'putting on a brave
face'...and maybe that's the true definition. Maybe in that regard I
excel at being 'adult'. I'm still tired some days. And it is on those
days where creativity is many a person's survival mechanism.
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