manipulated reality





I don't know what to make of the world anymore.

The more I learn, the more I'm disgusted.
I was taught to observe human behaviour today,
to study their traits, their personality, their preference, their habits,
perhaps learn their interest and dislikes,
and then study, break it apart and
exploit it for my own use.
Manipulation, the Teacher tactfully called it.

I was, of course, uncertain how to feel at first.
So many emotions raced to take charge of my central thought and behaviour.
So many negative emotions.
Why, why, why?

I think humans are fascinating creatures-
each independently individuals yet collectively gathered as a whole.
But I for one, cannot fully analyze someone without feeling a sense of guilt.
Who am I, a mere mortal, to judge someone else?
Who am I to place a label on someone I merely know on a surface level?

And yet, now I'm taught to slowly learn how to dissect humans and use them for my own benefit.
As much as I realize how this would benefit me in the working place,
this is not how I would want to observe, and socialize with people.
I would not want to give someone a friendly wave and let them think I'm a nice person,
only to be deep down mentally jotting down their overall traits for my future use.

Your world- your world as how you've shown it to me- disgusts me.

"That is why they are all lost souls with wondering minds. That is why they stare far into space and all you see is the faded glint of hope in their eyes."