“Arrange in any mind the opposite towards what would occur, upon the question that states, ‘What am I?’ Does one comprehend their own identity as a universal understanding among all others, or does it become a special understanding that is segregated from humanity, itself?”
– Modern Romanticism
A monster is humanity not gone, though buried, beneath the Hell a person all feels, suffers from, and releases upon others. How then must a person question their humanity, if not already a monster, if not already confused upon their origin? Are not all origins a light, to then cast a shadow? If one has found comfort in the shadow, then they no longer look upon the light. In their minds, they find themselves to be lost.
Humanity does not need to be a focus. It needs to remain passive, not ever active, in what we innately comprehend of ourselves. That is, to actively believe we should all “be better as human beings”, inevitably causes the opposite to occur. As it is, there is a difference between the active action upon what would be described as “change”, versus the passive realization upon what would be described as “improvement” for another’s life. To be more human, therefore, if made as an active or activist way, becomes more-so the causation of people into more chaotic persons.
As a focus, one realizes their humanity came to be, at birth, though would not remember themselves, with the future. Would one then need to remind themselves they are not a psychopath? Would such a reminder become a training upon the mind? Why must it be an active movement to comprehend ourselves as not monsters, though simply human? It should then be assumed that only a monster would question their humanity.
To then oppose upon others that their humanity is forgone, would make such active or activist groups who promote humanity, become also displayed as the only sorts to be human. They become the special ones, all seeks to recruit more specialness into their fold. Again, how is it to be human, anything special? One should only be “deemed special”, as a human, when they have personally engaged with a broken person, to then become a friend who is special to said hurt individual. That is, people are only special, when they are held in a certain light by another. Such would mean that no one is special simply by their personal admittance to it.
Modern Romanticism 