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How do we know what’s right or wrong?
How the hell do we know?
How do we know how to live and how not to live? How do we know how to parent and how not to parent?
How do we know how to go about building a career and how not to go about building a career?
How do we know all those things?
How the hell do we know that those who don’t do it the way we do (did) it, do it wrong?
We only assume that everything which is weird to us (unlike anything we know, or experienced, or saw) must be wrong.
For instance, how the hell a family member who is constantly worrying that you don’t have what he or she would call a “real job” knows that it’s wrong?
Or that not meeting with your friends and colleagues is wrong?
Or that not having friends or colleagues is wrong?
Or that not wanting what most people want is wrong?
Or that not being sociable is wrong?
Or that not being well informed about world events is wrong?
People want to believe that they figured out life, but the truth is none of us did.
What’s wrong with a life of experiments, instead of a life of predictable behaviours and choices? To me there is nothing wrong with it. To me it’s fascinating. This ability to always choose not to be predictable and “normal”.
But most people want to believe that there is something wrong with it. That life must be lived a certain way which is the right way to live a life. Which is bullshit, but they believe it. They really believe that there is a right and wrong way to live a life. This is laughable.