IN A TOWER OF YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL SEILF
Frome the place you have been put, you’re viewed as right. You are the ruler. You are the judge. You have all the privileges and only one obligation, not to slip.Never ever be the fool, never the ignorant one, never the pupil. Always be on guard, be pure, be grateful.
The only rest you get is at the place of – infant, the helpless one. A moment where you are not a child yet. You can’t risk losing your integrity. An infant does not fail; he is not expected to try. You were beautiful and perfect at birth and we decided to keep you that way. We will work for you, we will cover you with gifts and compliments and your smile will be our guiding light. We will kindly toloret your tantrums but not allow any attempts to rebel. You will not challenge us. You will not challenge yourself. You will not join the dirty human games. You will never test your strength. You will never feel your boundaries and you will never expand. we will envy you, aspire to be you, to be like you, to be near you. We will Compete and fight for your approval as long as you are in your place. But it is not your place. You have not earned it. You have been given these privileges and we will gladly take them away. Maybe we grow tired of your judging gaze, of your tyrannic nature. Perhaps you’ve lost your innocence, you’ve aged. The moment You finally break down and look back, you’ll see that in your place we have another light and we cannot have two beacons.
You will be left. Stay, leave, we do not care. We’ll walk around you, stopping only to feed you pity and smile proud at our new status in comparison to yours. What will you do? Skilless, spineless beggar. Will you hide in shame? Will you walk proudly in denial? I have no good advice to give. I never wanted this. All I ever wanted was to be born – you.