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I wield the truth proudly, because it cut my hands when i picked it up, it slices them when i wield it and it hurts even more when i knight you with it. I actively search out discomfort, i embrace knowledge about my retardation and i attempt to work out solutions for them. I detest the hive, the cuddling together in falsehood and illusions, the disasters it has spawned time and time again, the justifications for evil it was, over and over. I rather suffer in misery alone for the rest of my life, then to be happy with you together in some delusion. Those that shirked the burden, have mined the path to the future and parked there misery in addition to my own upon my shoulders. And of course, if we want to redistribute what you parked on the rational as your beast of burden to carry, that is an outrage. It makes sense in a insane way. But then why stay in our society. Why not walk, to those crashing, looping societies that embrace your madness full time. Why eat the fruit we grow, but condemn the gardener?
Oh, now you will come with it all, with majority, loudness, the resilience of the true insane. And then you will walk of the cliff, once every generation. Go on then. I will still be here. |
However if it is genuine, as someone who used to think this way I realize now it is falling for the same black and white worldview that you accuse the "insane" others of following.
Is your goal to convince others of the truth, or to simply feel smug about convincing yourself you know the truth? You are enjoying the idea of uncomfortable truths more than the actual discomfort of having to use empathy and mutual context to introduce someone else to a new or uncomfortable view.
Also you wouldn't actually like a world in which everyone was hyper-rational and had no illusions or falsehoods. It would be quite dull.