Clarity is an oddly selfish state of mind. Without the trivia of other beings, their lives and flaws, their happiness or unhappiness, our minds tune to their inner burrows of self-preserving bliss. It is then in that cavern that we see the crack of dawn, the rise of the sun, the faces of the moon-- all uninterrupted, undisturbed by the facets of ordinary human tendencies. We forget our qualms, our anxiety. We look instead, for our life's purpose.
However, if everyone lived in total clarity of thought, of their actions and their consequences, perhaps all would lead unjustly tedious lives. Or perhaps only then would the world truly become those of equals, of man and nature alike and truly be for everyone and everything?
Or would such clarity force some to lack empathy, leading to the destruction of everything we urge ourselves to forget for that moment of Clarity.
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