Our social, physical, emotional, and personal environments make us all into tortured little bugs. We are constantly reacting to the many elements and people who lay stress upon us like a heavy layer of emotional mulch.
We are overcome by this mulch; undone by it. We cannot conquer nor control it. It weighs us down as if we were paper cut-outs, folded this way and that by the push of their own shiftings. We as humans react to all these stresses -- because we are aware of them. They become normal to us; we are normalized to a level of pain that inundates and ultimately consumes us. Our death is by drowning -- in the things we cannot control.
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