The whole machine runs on suspect fuel.
Do not drink the Kool-Aid.
This is a very particular way of writing. I hope I get over it one day. All these little pieces of thought. All these little entanglements.
As a child, I should have been taught to trust my own intelligence. Instead, I was taught to seek approval for my thoughts.
no. no. no. no. no.
It’s a beautiful word.
Commentary: I have strong feelings about the first page. Think of how many industries depend on you thinking you’re not good enough. Think of how many organizations and individuals thrive by taking advantage of others. Think about who benefits from your ignorance or your obedience. Do not drink the Kool-Aid.