The narrative expresses a deep frustration with being misunderstood and ignored. It questions the integrity of compassion when devoid of action, lamenting the indifference towards suffering and mortality. The author ponders the futility of seeking genuine connection in a world where consequential choices are shunned. It calls into question the true nature of solidarity, suggesting that without listening and reflecting on deeper implications, shared humanity is rendered meaningless. Ultimately, it leaves an impression of longing for a different, more empathetic interaction in future existences.
You won't believe where I come from. You won't understand why I exist or what looks through my eyes.
If I had treated you like a puzzle, and cajoled you with just-so-precise supplication, would you have lived up to your values?
Should I bother to persuade you when you laugh in my face? What meaningful solidarity could we possibly hold?
Maybe in another life, you will choose differently.
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