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እና ምን ለማለት ነው we owe mundane business of paying attention to eachother. Asking twice.
Taking someone's unhappiness seriously even when it arrives disguised as humour, irritation or withdrawal.
We cannot know everything happening inside another person.(በጣም የሚያሳዝን ነገር)
We probably never will.
(እጅግ በጣም የሚያሳዝን ነገር)
But perhaps that is a reason to be less certain and considerably more attentive.
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The question of whether suicide can be rational is a rather horrible philosophical exercise to find oneself interested in.
I say horrible because I understand the appeal of the question but there is a person behind every theoretical position we take on it. A person who isn't necessarily thinking in arguments🧍♀
Autonomy, rationality, the right to die, the obligation to live.
All very interesting questions.
But what exactly are we assuming about the human mind when we ask them? That we are always in a position to evaluate our own circumstances accurately?
That the future is equally imaginable from every psychological state?
That because an alternative exists, it must also feel available?
"there is always another way" 😃
being told that a door exists and being able to perceive it as an actual possibility are two different experiences.
Despair can interfere with that perception. And I think we do a terrible job of acknowledging just how much our present condition determines what we believe about our future.
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Multiple layers of meaning and metaphors coexist in an art. Claiming there's only one true reading will leave you with nothing
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A little welcome to everyone joining lately🩵.
I considered setting up Telegram's automatic welcome message, but having a bot greet people on my behalf felt creepy.
And Good morning
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Oh darl you've got lots of options
You can easily translate them
It might take time but the more you read them, you'll get used to the English.
Using translators and reading a lot would help.
It ain't our mother tongue
You ain't expected to know everything
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I haven't read a book from her but I read an essay titled "on self respect" that was written on 1961.
I think it's fine
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And I can feel the love I have for humanity in general sipping in to an individual.
Because humans as individuals are so hard to love.
