we’ve had long talks about the people. In everyone one of them, we lament over the great flaw of people. those who are completely consensus driven. their entire lives are based on doing things because it’s the thing they are meant to do, the thing they will view others doing, so they do too. and much of their pleasure is derived from doing what everyone else does, and knowing that everyone else sees them doing those things, and that feels good.

so, we ask, why do these people continue to do things that cause them anxiety and pain just because everyone else does too? why do the kids go to university, and for the entire 3 years, organise parties full chock of people they don’t know, who’ve brought alcohol only for themselves, a selfish, souless, isolating orgy,
culminating in the enjoyment in these parties stemming from the alcohol consumption rather than the talking and hanging out with the people with alcohol.

then we arrive, and we point holes in the flaws of this kind of living, and lament, why don’t they recognise that this is not as fun as it could be? why don’t they optimise their experiences to maximise the fun so there is no anxiety?

and today, when i arrived home, i received an envelope. small. beautifully handwritten text addressed to me, the occupier, and when i opened it, it was from someone called jw. jw is based in pennsylvania. jw is a jehovah’s witness.

and i thought to myself, we are the people who’ve found a way. we’ve found a way to cope, and now that we’ve passed the threshold, we look back down into the pits at the struggling people with compassion. Compassion because they have not seen the light; they know no better.

And in that moment, we are the Jehovah’s Witnesses Proselytising Trying to convert them.