There may come
Snickering, laughing, mocking.
Complete honesty bares the reflection of countless punchlines.
People like to laugh at nudity, as their own discomfort in themselves is so misunderstood it needs to be rescued.
A new common sense of miserable sarcasm is shared that help people cope through their own inadequacies.
I have felt like that joke in my honest trials of my honest representation of self .
Honesty is vulnerability, and it’s the easiest target to hit if it’s always there.
The laughter, protective slaughter.
Sacrificial embellishment that fulfills the hunger of the marginalized. A boasting of thought that project differences in opinion so much, of such in contrast; that people may find harbor from their own insecurities.
In those insecurities, they find sacrificial peace in sarcastic humor.
Hearing the jest is like a bat hitting a thousand different times, in a thousand different ways. in a thousand different places.
One of the only quotes that stand out over joke-like sarcasm is a Nietzsche quote,
“A joke in the death of a feeling”
I can see the humor, and I can feel pain, yet no longer yearn to laugh at the struggle
Narcissistic outrage based on ignornat pain.
I stumbled across that narcissism and watch as it had defiled personalities.
The entertainment it provides is specific to empty people that have nothing more to be than what they think is deemed “important”?
The devaluation of opinion has become.
Exemplary wold of “importance”
What makes important? Is it wealth? Is it fame?
Is it happiness?
Is the latter part of the prior, or the whole of the prior?
If that defines what could be important, but doesn’t define the person, is that not important?
In that slight confusion, as you consider what really could be “important”, you see how confusing something with another can be deceptively relative, with variables that may apply to anyone.
A misconception.
Opinions don’t matter.,
Recondition self esteem.
