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I find it hard not to look at my feet and see the roots of culture and pain. I see suffering and happiness, joy and despair, panic and desperation. I know, being the one who lives through it, just how rough it is to be me. To experience life with the attitude I experience it with is not easily replicable, and will be a unique want. There's been a constant fight throughout time; all fights are rooted through pure ignorance. Ignorance is found in this ragged body of myself, it is ingrained in its abstraction. Ignorance is my fortay for being myself, and my ignorance lies in places no one else knows besides myself. One piece of ignorance is consistent across the brains of all: experiencing what others experience. My empathy seems to have been dawned in tragedy, tragedy has gained me insight in pure harm. Extreme joy has displaced my actions, reacting aggressively towards unknowers of my reign, it has made me dense, because if I feel it is okay, then it is . With culture c...