I Am a Misanthrope
I always belived in the inherent goodness of people, always belived with the amazing things our species has achieved there is no obstacle we couldn't surmount.. But I've been doubting that belief latly.
There's still so much misery and hurt in the world, so much ignorance and willful neglect, how can people be so fickle and vapid in the face of so much cruelty? How do we treat people as if they are subhuman yet fawn over others as if they are saints? I guess we have always been this way. Sometimes I think Prometheus cursed us the moment he stole that fire, and made us what we are.
I miss having that faith in the human endeavour, because I don't know what to do or think about it and myself now.
There's still so much misery and hurt in the world, so much ignorance and willful neglect, how can people be so fickle and vapid in the face of so much cruelty? How do we treat people as if they are subhuman yet fawn over others as if they are saints? I guess we have always been this way. Sometimes I think Prometheus cursed us the moment he stole that fire, and made us what we are.
I miss having that faith in the human endeavour, because I don't know what to do or think about it and myself now.
