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And
entitlement
strips
this
away
from
us
.
The
gravity
of
entitlement
sucks
all
attention
inward
,
toward
ourselves
,
causing
us
to
feel
as
though
we
are
at
the
center
of
all
of
the
problems
in
the
universe
,
that
we
are
the
one
suffering
all
of
the
injustices
,
that
we
are
the
one
who
deserves
greatness
over
all
others
.
As
alluring
as
it
is
,
entitlement
isolates
us
.
Our
curiosity
and
excitement
for
the
world
turns
in
upon
itself
and
reflects
our
own
biases
and
projections
onto
every
person
we
meet
and
every
event
we
experience
.
This
feels
sexy
and
enticing
and
may
feel
good
for
a
while
and
sells
a
lot
of
tickets
,
but
it
’
s
spiritual
poison
.
It
’
s
these
dynamics
that
plague
us
now
.
We
are
so
materially
well
off
,
yet
so
psychologically
tormented
in
so
many
low
-
level
and
shallow
ways
.
People
relinquish
all
responsibility
,
demanding
that
society
cater
to
their
feelings
and
sensibilities
.
People
hold
on
to
arbitrary
certainties
and
try
to
enforce
them
on
others
,
often
violently
,
in
the
name
of
some
made
-
up
righteous
cause
.
People
,
high
on
a
sense
of
false
superiority
,
fall
into
inaction
and
lethargy
for
fear
of
trying
something
worthwhile
and
failing
at
it
.
The
pampering
of
the
modern
mind
has
resulted
in
a
population
that
feels
deserving
of
something
without
earning
that
something
,
a
population
that
feels
they
have
a
right
to
something
without
sacrificing
for
it
.
People
declare
themselves
experts
,
entrepreneurs
,
inventors
,
innovators
,
mavericks
,
and
coaches
without
any
real
-
life
experience
.
And
they
do
this
not
because
they
actually
think
they
are
greater
than
everybody
else
;
they
do
it
because
they
feel
that
they
need
to
be
great
to
be
accepted
in
a
world
that
broadcasts
only
the
extraordinary
.
Our
culture
today
confuses
great
attention
and
great
success
,
assuming
them
to
be
the
same
thing
.
But
they
are
not
.
You
are
great
.
Already
.
Whether
you
realize
it
or
not
.
Whether
anybody
else
realizes
it
or
not
.
And
it
’
s
not
because
you
launched
an
iPhone
app
,
or
finished
school
a
year
early
,
or
bought
yourself
a
sweet
-
ass
boat
.
These
things
do
not
define
greatness
.
You
are
already
great
because
in
the
face
of
endless
confusion
and
certain
death
,
you
continue
to
choose
what
to
give
a
fuck
about
and
what
not
to
.
This
mere
fact
,
this
simple
optioning
for
your
own
values
in
life
,
already
makes
you
beautiful
,
already
makes
you
successful
,
and
already
makes
you
loved
.
Even
if
you
don
’
t
realize
it
.
Even
if
you
’
re
sleeping
in
a
gutter
and
starving
.
You
too
are
going
to
die
,
and
that
’
s
because
you
too
were
fortunate
enough
to
have
lived
.
You
may
not
feel
this
.
But
go
stand
on
a
cliff
sometime
,
and
maybe
you
will
.
Bukowski
once
wrote
,
“
We
’
re
all
going
to
die
,
all
of
us
.
What
a
circus
!
That
alone
should
make
us
love
each
other
,
but
it
doesn
’
t
.
We
are
terrorized
and
flattened
by
life
’
s
trivialities
;
we
are
eaten
up
by
nothing
.
”
