The Reckoning of Knowledge and Naivety

Reckoning -- An appraisal or judgment -- Dictrionary.com

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Come with what your wisdom's brought,

Express your insightful words, and,

Reveal your most genuine thoughts,

Of an honesty long lost!

Watch as the high-emotional,

Unleash their pain and traumas on you,

As you consider if this day to rue,

Were they really prepared to face the truth..-

Watch as they perform coercion,

Intimidation, whataboutism,

Their minds are in deep self-defense,

Against the content you naively present.

As wise and kind as you are,

You'll always remain ignorant,

No matter how'll you reach, high and far,

Understanding is never complete, thus subpar.

Learn as the high-emotional,

Unleash their pain and traumas on you,

As you consider if this day to rue,

Were they really prepared to face the truth...-

People play by different rulesets,

Thinking they're universal.

They'll apply their game on you,

Despite it not being objectively true.

Due to the conditions, they follow,

Your act they'll naively borrow.

And with the utter lack of mutual knowledge,

I've been reborn as Tomasio.

If you've enjoyed the faces of humans without nausea,

When you were a child, still,

You might've not known the idea of their trauma,

Not in mind and not in feel.

Yet consider seeing the high-emotional,

Unleash their pain and traumas on you,

As you consider if this day to rue,

Were they really prepared to face the truth...- Learn why they perform coercion,

Intimidation, whataboutism:

Their minds are in deep self-defence,

Against the content you naively present.

Those who refuse to let go...

Those who refuse to let go...

Shall normalize.

They will normalize in cancel culture,

Censoring ideas, and,

They will encourage trigger warnings,

Just to not confront their inner demons' moaning.

They've embraced their high emotions,

And made a pact with their pain,

And they will weaponize it, if you dare,

For showing the truth, you wish them to gain-

Yet their minds are too deep in depression,

Loneliness and anxiety,

How can you expect a mind to reach sobriety,

It lusts perceiving a matrix of repression.

As their trauma haunts and grows,

Grows the age of solitude,

Your airship either flies or blows,

By pain that might not be yours.

The pain of past governs people,

Gnaws their wellbeing from behind,

And yet it is through the truth,

Where a far better life might likely to find-

We all have different ambitions,

Yet act as if we have few,

Most seek to unlock the paycheck,

So, they will be able to live in happiness and in joy.

But beyond their need to work,

Nothing else they might employ. And with the utter lack of mutual knowledge,

I've been reborn as Tomasio.

Come with what your wisdom's brought,

Express your insightful words, and,

Reveal your most genuine thoughts,

Of an honesty long lost!

Watch as the high-emotional,

Unleash their pain and traumas on you,

As you consider if this day to rue,

Were they really prepared to face the truth...-

Watch as they perform coercion,

Intimidation, whataboutism,

And with the utter lack of mutual knowledge,

I've forced myself to be reborn as Tomasio.

To contribute I must leave a mark!

And I just don't want to stay too much...

In the dark.