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My (and your) basic rights as a writer, thinker, artist.

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I don’t know why what I wrote and shared should matter, or if I’m right or wrong, but I write and share all my thoughts anyway.

I share them

Because I believe I have the same right to share all my thoughts (brilliant or not), which other human beings also have or had in the past (those we labeled as philosophers, thinkers, or artists).

Because I believe I have the same right to be wrong about certain things, which other human beings also have or had in the past (those we labeled as philosophers, thinkers, or artists).

Because I believe I have the same right to believe and treat it as my golden rule that we (those who we as a society labeled as philosophers or thinkers, or artists, or those who, like myself, had the audacity bordering on arrogance to call themselves philosophers, or thinkers, or artists — who dared to call themselves this or that before the society approved of it and decided that it will label a certain person as this or that, because it believed, in its lunacy, that it has the power to decide who is and who isn’t a philosopher, or a thinker, or an artist), that we don’t owe it to other human beings to present and share only polished, flawless thoughts or theories, which (the right) other human beings also have or had in the past (those we labeled as philosophers, thinkers, or artists).

So basically screw you society (and your dumb expectations). I’ll keep on sharing all my work.