Boredom is a larval anxiety; depression, a dreamy hatred.
Thanks to depression — that alpinism of the indolent — we scale every summit and daydream over every precipice from our bed.
"To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places...To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away and never, never, to forget." ~ Arundhati Roy
From Enemies to the Injured to the Capacity to Suffer In older tyrannies, persecution had an object: a party, a religion, a race, a class...
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