Comfort dulls awareness; it lulls the mind into repetition and conformity. True life begins at the edge of unease, where thought and action are alive, not placid.
History is written by victors, sanitized, glorified, and packaged to justify power. Truth exists, but itβs buried under myths, omissions, and the comfort of collective illusions.
Tyranny begins not only with the boot on the neck, but with the soft, unexamined habits of thought that make the boot seem inevitable.
Freedom is the quiet, uncompromised awareness of truth within oneself, guarded from the subtle tyrannies we inherit and the obvious ones we ignore.
Education, as it is commonly practiced, conditions the mind to conform rather than to understand, producing efficient citizens but rarely free human beings capable of seeing beyond the boundaries imposed by authority.
The fear of losing a culture is often less about preserving life than clinging to identity as a fortress, a subtle form of imprisonment that blinds people to the fluid, ever-changing nature of existence.
