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Memories of My Melancholy Sores

Pain is an interesting phenomenon. The necessity of it has always been debatable. While on one hand I, being a die-hard objectivist, denounce the necessity of Pain; on the other i’ve not yet been able to come to terms (or disagree) with myself. Ayn Rand put forth the idea as a question in Atlas Shrugged: “Why is the worst form of pain reserved for those who refuse to acknowledge its necessity?”; something which i don’t have an answer for.
Sometimes i feel if the entire world suffers from a perennial (but perpetual) tall poppy syndrome, on others i feel it itself is a place where everyone feels threatened by excellence; which one of the two, i’m not too sure though.

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