Black Empathy
If you could read minds, what would you do with that information? Would you be caring and consdieratee or use that information to hurt peple. I habitually am caring and fall all over myself to lift your heart. T seems that there is a troughgeist in this zeitgsit to cut people down and cut each other.
It seems to have startd with a dark spiritualty; and it seems to have pervaded all cultures now.
At least here in America, we have the exact wrong type of social environment. Something has gone wrong in America. We have a cancer of some kind. A virus perhaps. It isn’t the institutions. It isn’t the prosperity. It is the social culture of disregard and violence and micro-violence. This is probably bred by the victim-perpetrator-rescuer mental disability that pervades American society. There are those who are superintelligent at ananylzing social and sexual psychology and they dismantle and control and manipulate others; apparently for an objective. The yar so smart and unctuous that you love them and respect them; or fear them. They have the bality to make you love them very much. But they are demons in the waiting.
The ideal is empathy; reading each other and caring for each other. That is even considered a disease in America. In America, we read each other and hurt each other; sometimes based on things that haven’t even happened yet or people haven’t even acted on.
From what I hear, in Japan, people are raised to be extremely empathetic and consider each other. Each individual is the source of a communal mentality—the only way it can happen. In America we have a blatant disregard for each other and hurt each other. Our culture is brutal and severely disabled; and we are becoming severely disabled—even mentally ill in normalcy.
Here some culture have made a concerted effort to read us and manipulate or extort or threaten everyone—with a now obvious agenda. They have turned cool and successful into paranoia and apathy and inability.
It is something to be aware of and watch out for.
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