It is not the slumber of reason that engenders monsters, but vigilant and insomniac rationality.

Nowadays, it seems like Tumblr is ruthlessly criticized, mocked, and dismissed as irrelevant by just about everyone and anyone even vaguely aware of it’s existence, and I certainly have my own grievances with regards to what much of the culture on here has degenerated into; however, Tumblr is the only social media platform I use that, to this day, hasn’t made an effort to censor my writing or manipulate algorithms to hide my content and covertly banish me. Youtube Demonetized my videos for being “too controversial” without any further elaboration on the legitimacy of this claim. For about two years, I or anyone else was unable to post my website url on Instagram in a caption or even send it as a message; same with posting it in a status or messaging it on Facebook. Any attempts would be cited as “abuse” with some faceless entity explaining to me that what I’m doing is a “threat to the online community”. I suppose campaigning a perspective and lifestyle that’s conducive to the health and autonomy of the individual, is actually somewhat threatening to a community, that is, a kind of dystopian community whose participants are content to remain as insignificant and irrelevant as possible. Instagram recently removed some of my content as “hate speech” because someone somewhere was offended by something for some reason, much like literally anything can be for any reason to anyone anywhere. Again, no explanation. Let’s just remove everything from everywhere and sit in silence.

Anyone who wants to be understood will never know the delight of being understood, because this happens only to the complex and misunderstood; simple souls, the ones whom other people can understand, never feel a desire to be understood.

If our science of moral laws is false, it is evident that, while desiring our own good, we are accomplishing our own evil; if it is only incomplete, it may suffice for a time for our social progress, but in the long run it will lead us into a wrong road, and will finally precipitate us into an abyss of calamities.

The way is infinitely long, nothing of it can be subtracted, nothing can be added, and yet everyone applies his own childish yardstick to it.

A very good practice for preventing anger in the first place is to become masterful at listening.

We do not judge the people we love.

The entire “not like the other girls “ thing