About those who copy in the exams and other ranting

Creating equal opportunity, oppression, communism, anarchy, equality - what else would you use to justify it

This seems rather petty, But it isn’t at all. Here’s how with an example

Imagine a kid. He is growing up under stressful, painful and disturbing circumstances. Every night is fear. Every day is anxious anticipation of the night. Alcohol favored abuse, trauma flavored fight or flight state and tears - there has been so much of it, it seems unflavored to the kid. He hears and feels how poor he is incessantly. Then multiply and extend this over a timeline that is in years until he is adult.

That’s adequate illustration although it is relatively, hardly dramatic if you are willing to study such a person’s life.

The only thing he hears is maybe if you study, you will get away from this all because you could have a good life because you could have money that will afford you that and allow you to protect the people you are finding it hard to protect now.

But he learns and he learns more and he actually is on a pursuit to go beyond. He works hard because his life or any will to continue life depends on it. The experiences and the weight of his reality makes him create all that he creates.

But then there they are, the others, just walks in and copies from your exam paper, copies your words, copies your style, copies your fucking music, copies everything. Holds up books titled - ‘Steal like an artist’. Doesn’t even read the whole thing but goes around showing that he has the book and pathetically basks in that cheap glory of it all.

Now they suck off the ‘I’ in AI like they are born to suck on it and then talk about how amazing it is.

Meanwhile that other kid kept learning and therefore kept realizing learning is going to make him unfit for this world among people who can do so much less but celebrate as if they are on top of the world.

Now the world blurs the line between inspiration, imitation and just copying shit. They say shit like - ‘it is okay to copy because everything anyway is just a copy of a copy of a copy’.

I do not want to use ‘we’ anymore because I am taking an effort in this specific confined context. But I do not know who else is willing to. To be willing to destroy every monument built for oneself and start over, to understand how wrong we are when we are the most right.

The plasticity and the conviction of people in their caricature of self as some form of significant being is so overwhelmingly ubiquitous. It is nauseous how much everyone wants to go around with their not even one quarter of a truth and vomit it on others.

Once again I thought all there is left for me was just human experiences but oh my; what people think human experience is and what they shove down each others throats and the pimping of language to support their own narrative - it is impossible.

Discernment is making my blood super sour if not tangy. Yet being riddled with existence within this reality I crave to be bit, I desire to be a go to choice of poison, I want to inebriate someone’s body and mind. I am a living idea and I want to possess before being exorcised. I crave that human experience.