#passivity

"What Orwell feared were those who would ban books. What Huxley feared was that there would be no reason to ban a book, for there would be no one who wanted to read one. Orwell feared those who would deprive us of information. Huxley feared those who would give us so much that we would be reduced to passivity and egoism. Orwell feared that the truth would be concealed from us. Huxley feared the truth would be drowned in a sea of irrelevance. Orwell feared we would become a captive culture. Huxley feared we would become a trivial culture. ... In short, Orwell feared that what we fear will ruin us. Huxley feared that our desire will ruin us."

– Neil Postman

♠️_Nel nero dell’attesa, il silenzio ha un peso diverso. Non si vede il volto, ma ogni linea del corpo racconta. È lì, immobile, vestita solo di fragilità e decisione. La sottomissione non è passività, è consapevolezza. È il coraggio di affidarsi, di lasciare andare il controllo, di sentirsi viva nel vuoto che precede il gesto.🖤🌹

We were deceived in the belief, To receive all that you can conceive: Just perceive—and then go and achieve. Tricks up their sleeves, now I feel naïve, How long have I been here asleep? Disconnect from your fellow man, Lose respect for everything you can, Don't object when they neglect, Everything they suspect to be a scam. Don't correct and don't lay hands, Just inject and sink into a trance, Don't select what's correct, Don't be direct, don't take a stance. It's exactly what they hope for, To distract more than ever before, To extract everything they lack, Then bring the attack right to your door. Make makin' an impact feel like a chore, So unattractive you don't do it anymore, Making the captives into the distracted, To blunt the impact of what you're here for.

You got the knowledge of the universe on your phone, You got the wattage to converse, but you're all alone, Attending college so you learn, but you never grow, It's symbolic and rehearsed; you just wanna be stoned.

You're melancholic, unalert; your morals aren't toned, They demolish then coerce and you ignore—therefore condone, Diastolic, won't exert, ‘cuz you call it overblown, It's vitriolic and it hurts ‘cuz you're reaping what you've sown.