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“What society teaches people is not to guard themselves like precious gold that must not be stolen, but rather to make them forget that they themselves are valuable gold—encouraging them to scatter this gem within outwardly. If one pays attention to those who have internalized and ritualized the selling of their soul, it becomes clear: they possess dozens of interests and pursuits, paint colorful pictures, and write rich texts, yet remain inwardly colorless and utterly empty.”

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“...we then find the sovereign individual as the ripest fruit on its tree, like only to itself, having freed itself from the morality of custom, an autonomous, supra-ethical individual (because ‘autonomous’ and ‘ethical’ are mutually exclusive), in short, we find a man with his own, independent, enduring will, whose prerogative it is to promise – and in him a proud consciousness quivering in every muscle of what he has finally achieved and incorporated, an actual awareness of power and freedom, a feeling that man in general has reached completion.”

“Every kind of passion is being transformed into a form of industry. Every passion is monetized or at least expected to be. This can be observed in schools, shows, articles, conferences, films, advertisements, and even within the primitive instincts of humans: the relentless conversion of passion into profession, the monetization of personal emotions and thoughts. This message is constantly propagated, taught, and encouraged by all of these forces. More than that, it is what people dream of—because they all embody identities scripted by singular capitalist narratives. And this constitutes the greatest insult to one’s inner world.”

“I’m sure everyone’s sorry and said they’re sorry, and you’ve heard it a thousand times. We all mean well, by the way. We just don’t have words.” I rubbed a hand over my forehead. Maybe that was the end of it. A little different than the standard lines. She meant well. Good talk. “It’s fine. Most people just say ‘sorry.’ I don’t need a speech.” “I’m not, though.” Her hair swished against my arm as she shook her head. “It’s sad your mother died. It is. Because of all the things she’ll miss. It’s very sad. But, I’m glad she lived.””