Speaker 1: You've seen this before. The colleague who never solves anything
Speaker 1: but speaks well in meetings ends up getting promoted. The
Speaker 1: politician who answers everything with empty catchphrases wins millions of votes.
Speaker 1: The person in your group who understands the least but
Speaker 1: has the most opinions ends up leading everyone. You've seen it,
Speaker 1: and you've asked yourself. Why do mediocre people always rise
Speaker 1: to power? Why does the world seem inverted? Why does
Speaker 1: the brilliant scientist run out of funding in the laboratory
Speaker 1: while the charlatan makes millions on television? Why does the
Speaker 1: technician who solves impossible problems lose the promotion to the
Speaker 1: manager who only knows how to please. We feel that
Speaker 1: something is deeply wrong, as if the system is broken.
Speaker 1: But what if I told you the system isn't broken.
Speaker 1: What if it's working exactly as it was designed. What
Speaker 1: if there's a reason, almost instinctive, programmed into human nature
Speaker 1: for this to always happen. This answer changes everything, and
Speaker 1: to understand it, we need to look inside human nature,
Speaker 1: at the face nobody wants to see. Since we were little,
Speaker 1: they've told us a beautiful story, a story for adults
Speaker 1: to sleep peacefully, study, work hard, be honest, and you'll win.
Speaker 1: Meritocracy the fair world where the best always rises to
Speaker 1: the top. This narrative is the foundation of our mental sanity.
Speaker 1: We need to believe this because the alternative is terrifying.
Speaker 1: To accept that meritocracy is the exception, not the rule,
Speaker 1: to accept that effort doesn't guarantee anything, that the real
Speaker 1: game is a political jungle of perception manipulation, that whoever
Speaker 1: rises isn't the best, but whoever fits best, and if
Speaker 1: you're too good, you don't fit, you're the wrong piece
Speaker 1: for the machine. Reality screams this in our face every day,
Speaker 1: but we keep pretending we don't hear it because hearing
Speaker 1: hurts too much. There's a philosopher who had the courage
Speaker 1: to look into this abyss and say out loud what
Speaker 1: every one thinks in silence. Friedrich Nietzsche, a German from
Speaker 1: the nineteenth century, nicknamed the Philosopher with the sledge hammer,
Speaker 1: not because he built beautiful theories, but because he destroyed.
Speaker 1: He took society's most sacred concepts and struck them hard. God, justice, good, truth, morality.
Speaker 1: Everything turned to dust under his hammer. He wanted to
Speaker 1: see what was solid and what was hollow? And he
Speaker 1: discovered that almost everything was hollow, pure facade. And when
Speaker 1: you read Nietzsche to day, it seems like he wrote yesterday.
Speaker 1: He died in nineteen hundred, but his texts described twenty
Speaker 1: twenty six with surgical precision, social media cancelation, spectacle politics,
Speaker 1: the rise of the mediocre. He saw all of this
Speaker 1: being born, saw the mass man forming the one who
Speaker 1: gives up thinking to belong to the group. Seeing the
Speaker 1: world through nietzsure is losing innocence forever. It's understanding that
Speaker 1: power isn't given to the best. It's given to those
Speaker 1: who best mirror the weaknesses of the crowd. And Nietzschure
Speaker 1: used a brutal metaphor to explain this society as a
Speaker 1: living organism. Imagine a giant body with heart, brain, lungs, hands.
Speaker 1: The brain of this body is the geniuses. They want
Speaker 1: to innovate, change, the rhythm evolve rapidly, but the rest
Speaker 1: of the body, the mass, only wants one thing stability.
Speaker 1: The heart wants to beat at the same rhythm. The
Speaker 1: lungs want to breathe without surprises. The hands want to
Speaker 1: repeat the same movements. And when someone too brilliant appears,
Speaker 1: someone who wants to accelerate everything. The body panics. It's
Speaker 1: like a transplanted organ technically superior, but strange, different, incompatible,
Speaker 1: and what does the body do with strange organs? Rejects them.
Speaker 1: The social immune system kicks in isolation, gossip, sabotage, exclusion.
Speaker 1: The genius is too out of tune for the orchestra
Speaker 1: of mediocrity, so they're silenced, removed, destroyed, not because they're bad,
Speaker 1: but because they're too different. The first law of any
Speaker 1: organism is to survive, not to progress. To survive, and
Speaker 1: survival requires predictability. Progress requires pain, risk, effort. Mediocrity offers
Speaker 1: the soft couch of routine. That's why society votes for
Speaker 1: the idiot. He promises nothing will change, that everything will
Speaker 1: stay the same, safe, recognizable, comfortable. Stability always beats excellence.
Speaker 1: Comfort always beats change. The system doesn't reward results, it
Speaker 1: rewards the ability to not cause friction. And when the
Speaker 1: promote motion is announced, it's the name of emptiness that echoes.
Speaker 1: The guy who delivers nothing concrete, just smoke, but who
Speaker 1: knows how to make everyone feel good. The technical genius
Speaker 1: who saved the company at dawn, invisible, too indispensable to
Speaker 1: be promoted, because if he moves up, who's going to
Speaker 1: solve the real problems. Better to keep him where he is,
Speaker 1: productive and forgotten. This isn't a one off failure. It's
Speaker 1: a pattern that repeats from small companies to multinationals. The
Speaker 1: system has a natural antibody against anyone too brilliant. It
Speaker 1: prefers the safety of those who only seem to be
Speaker 1: And in political theater it becomes even clearer. Watch the debate.
Speaker 1: The candidate doesn't answer anything, uses emotional triggers, deflects with jokes,
Speaker 1: attacks the opponent's honor. He doesn't have a plan, he
Speaker 1: has a script, and it works. The next day, people
Speaker 1: repeat the catch phrases. They're not discussing economics or logistics,
Speaker 1: They're discussing the character. The mass prefers the colorful lie
Speaker 1: to the gray truth because the lie is simple, the
Speaker 1: truth is complicated. The lie stirs emotions, the truth is exhausting.
Speaker 1: And leadership by likability dominates everything in friend groups, at work.
Speaker 1: In politics, the leader is the nice guy who never
Speaker 1: bothers anyone. He's not visionary, but he's predictable, and predictability
Speaker 1: is the currency of mediocre power. And then you ask,
Speaker 1: where are the brilliant ones. Why don't they fight for power?
Speaker 1: Why don't they try to change the system. The answer
Speaker 1: is simple and painful. To reach the top in a
Speaker 1: mediocre system, you need to become mediocre. You need to
Speaker 1: simplify your complex ideas until they become stupid slogans. You
Speaker 1: need to laugh at unfunny jokes, validate ignorance, kiss up
Speaker 1: to those who don't deserve it, lie without blinking. The
Speaker 1: true sage looks at the throne and sees its cover
Speaker 1: in mud. He prefers the solitude of his own mountain,
Speaker 1: the purity of his work, the peace of his laboratory,
Speaker 1: to the cheap glory of commanding camels. Nietzsche understood this deeply.
Speaker 1: The price of superior intelligence is isolation. The sage doesn't
Speaker 1: try to change the herd. He distances himself so as
Speaker 1: not to be contaminated by the smell of stagnation. This
Speaker 1: is heroic solitude, the choice for integrity. And it hurts.
Speaker 1: It hurts to see the world choose the worst. It
Speaker 1: hurts to be invisible while the mediocre shine. But it's
Speaker 1: the price of freedom, and some prefer to pay that
Speaker 1: price rather than sell their soul. But there's something even
Speaker 1: deeper operating the defeat of reason. We think we decide
Speaker 1: with logic that the best arguments win lies. Data doesn't
Speaker 1: stir emotions, spreadsheets don't win elections. The genius who presents
Speaker 1: facts is seen as boring and arrogance, reason lost, and
Speaker 1: emotion I logos, pathos, and ethos the three pillars of persuasion.
Speaker 1: According to classical rhetoric, Logos is logic, data, evidence, reasoning.
Speaker 1: Pathos is emotion, stories, feelings, visceral connection. Ethos is credibility,
Speaker 1: authority trust. In theory, logos should dominate, but in practice
Speaker 1: the idiot in power dominates pathos. He tells stories of
Speaker 1: overcoming cries at the right time, points out culprits, speaks
Speaker 1: to the people's guts, not to the brain. And emotion
Speaker 1: always beats reason in large groups, always false. Ethos completes
Speaker 1: the cycle. Authority today is built on appearance, the right suit,
Speaker 1: the confident tone of voice, the repetition of lies until
Speaker 1: they become truth. This creates an aura of credibility that
Speaker 1: the mass confuses with real competence and logos. Logos is
Speaker 1: left for the nerds in the basement, invisible and irrelevant.
Speaker 1: And Nietzschere went further. He created one of the most
Speaker 1: powerful metaphors in philosophy, the three metamorphoses of the spirit,
Speaker 1: the evolutionary journey of the soul, camel, lion, child, And
Speaker 1: when you understand this journey, you understand why society loves
Speaker 1: the mediocre. The first phase is the camel, the beast
Speaker 1: of burden that carries others weight, the expectations, the rules,
Speaker 1: the duties. You must study this, you must work like this.
Speaker 1: You must marry, you must have children, You must be respectable.
Speaker 1: You must obey. And the camel not only accepts, it
Speaker 1: asks for more. Kneels down, give me more weight, prove
Speaker 1: I'm strong. This is most people, blind obedience, following trends
Speaker 1: without thinking, living to please others, never questioning authority, carrying
Speaker 1: the weight of others expectations as if they were your own,
Speaker 1: and feeling proud of it. False pride, sick pride. I
Speaker 1: can handle anything, Look how strong I am. But this
Speaker 1: pride hides fear, deep fear, fear of being free, because
Speaker 1: if you choose, you're responsible, and responsibility scares. It's easier
Speaker 1: to obey, follow the script, blame the system when it
Speaker 1: goes wrong. And mediocre leaders love camels, adore them, depend
Speaker 1: on them because camels don't question, don't challenge. They just carry, obey, vote, consume, work,
Speaker 1: pay taxes, complain quietly, but never act, never change. And
Speaker 1: when you have a society full of camels, you can
Speaker 1: do whatever you want. Lie openly, steal, manipulate, promise impossibilities.
Speaker 1: They'll accept it because they're camels, made to carry, not
Speaker 1: to think. But there's something even more dangerous, resentment. When
Speaker 1: you're a camel, you look around and see free people,
Speaker 1: people who don't carry weight like you, who choose, who
Speaker 1: live differently, who refuse to obey, and you feel envy
Speaker 1: burning inside you. Why can they and I can't? And
Speaker 1: instead of seeking your own freedom, the camel chooses to
Speaker 1: destroy others freedom. If I can't be free, no one can,
Speaker 1: and resentment is born the most destructive force of humanity.
Speaker 1: According to Nietzsche, The resentful camel doesn't want to grow,
Speaker 1: wants to level down, pull everyone down to mediocrity, and
Speaker 1: mediocre leaders use this perfectly. They point to whoever is
Speaker 1: free and say, look there, that person thinks they're better
Speaker 1: than you, arrogant, selfish. Let's punish them, and the camels unite,
Speaker 1: united by hatred, not by growth, but by shared hatred.
Speaker 1: The second phase is the lion, the violent transformation. The
Speaker 1: camel gets tired of the weight and something burns inside.
Speaker 1: It becomes a wild lion, and the lion does one
Speaker 1: thing that scares the whole world. Says no, No to
Speaker 1: idiotic rules, No to empty expectations, No to weight that
Speaker 1: isn't yours. No. Nietzsche speaks of the dragon, a giant
Speaker 1: dragon called you must covered in golden scales, and on
Speaker 1: each scale a social rule. You must work like this,
Speaker 1: You must marry at this age. You must be humble,
Speaker 1: You must accept your place. The lion faces this dragon
Speaker 1: and roars, I want not you must. I want. This
Speaker 1: is freedom, terrifying freedom to question everything, to create your
Speaker 1: own rules, to not need approval. But there's a price,
Speaker 1: deep solitude, because when you stop obeying people distance themselves,
Speaker 1: you become a threat, strange, dangerous, and the system hates lions,
Speaker 1: labels you arrogant, rebel, selfish, puts constant pressure for you
Speaker 1: to go back to being a camel, be humble, be
Speaker 1: like everyone else. But the lion realizes something humble in
Speaker 1: their mouths means obedient, means lowering your head, going back
Speaker 1: to carrying weight, and the lion refuses because now he
Speaker 1: knows freedom is priceless. But the lion is still trapped,
Speaker 1: trapped in the struggle, in anger, in confrontation with the system,
Speaker 1: and that's why he can't lead the mass. The mass
Speaker 1: is afraid of claws and teeth, afraid of whoever roars,
Speaker 1: prefers the quiet camel to the fierce lion, and then
Speaker 1: comes the third transformation. The rarest the most difficult to
Speaker 1: become a child, not in the immature sense, but in
Speaker 1: the sense of creative innocence. The child doesn't carry weight
Speaker 1: like the camel. It forgot the weight. The child doesn't
Speaker 1: fight dragons like the lion. It forgot the dragons. The
Speaker 1: child creates simply creates new rules, new game, new world.
Speaker 1: It looks at reality and says, I don't like this game.
Speaker 1: I'm going to create another one, and creates without asking permission,
Speaker 1: without waiting for approval, without fear of making mistakes. The
Speaker 1: child understands something deep. There's no absolute right or wrong.
Speaker 1: There are only choices, and you're free to choose completely free.
Speaker 1: And when you reach this level, something magical happens. You
Speaker 1: stop fighting with the system, stop trying to change the
Speaker 1: world out there, because you realize the real battle was
Speaker 1: always internal, daily self improvement, competing with yourself, being one
Speaker 1: percent better today than you were yesterday, build in your
Speaker 1: own mountain. And when you become a child. In the
Speaker 1: philosophical sense, the mediocre leader loses all power over you.
Speaker 1: He can't manipulate you because you don't need approval, can't
Speaker 1: control you because you don't need position or status, can't
Speaker 1: scare you because you're no longer afraid of being alone.
Speaker 1: You're already free. And here comes Nietzsch's most disturbing concept,
Speaker 1: the last Man. He imagined a future not too distant
Speaker 1: where humanity would choose absolute comfort above all else. Quick pleasure,
Speaker 1: maximum security, zero risk, zero pain, zero challenge, Everyone the same,
Speaker 1: everyone mediocre, everyone small and happy about it. The last
Speaker 1: Man doesn't have big dreams, doesn't have impossible goals, doesn't
Speaker 1: want to be more, just wants comfort, entertainment, distraction. He
Speaker 1: works the minimum, consumes the maximum, complains about everything, but
Speaker 1: doesn't change anything. He says, in the old days, people
Speaker 1: suffered how crazy, We're smarter. We chose comfort and winks satisfied, empty,
Speaker 1: dead inside, but satisfied. And Nietzsure described the state as
Speaker 1: the cold monster, a giant entity that promises to take
Speaker 1: care of everything, health, education, security, happiness, everything, and in
Speaker 1: exchange obedience, control your data, your money, your freedom, your soul,
Speaker 1: and you become a number, social security number, voter, consumer, taxpayer,
Speaker 1: no longer an individual, just a piece in the machine.
Speaker 1: The cold Monster doesn't want strong individuals, wants mass once heard,
Speaker 1: wants camels. And mediocre leaders feed this perfectly. They make
Speaker 1: easy promises. Vote for me and I'll solve your life.
Speaker 1: Don't think, don't choose, just trust, and people accept because
Speaker 1: it's comfortable, because thinking hurts, choosing scares. Being free requires
Speaker 1: too much courage, so they hand over their freedom on
Speaker 1: a silver platter in exchange for empty promises. And the
Speaker 1: cycle continues, generation after generation, and the function of the
Speaker 1: idiot in power becomes clear. He's not there to lead,
Speaker 1: He's there to distract, to ensure no one wakes up,
Speaker 1: that no one questions that the herd keeps grazing in
Speaker 1: peace while being sheared. The mediocre leader is the protector
Speaker 1: of the masses sleep, and he does it very well.
Speaker 1: And here's the hardest truth. Presidents and CEOs are often
Speaker 1: just symbols. They're there so we have someone to blame
Speaker 1: or applaud. They're the face that society needs to see
Speaker 1: to feel their's order. But who really holds the pen
Speaker 1: While the idiot makes noise on stage? The real owners
Speaker 1: of the world operate in the shadows, networks of interest,
Speaker 1: cold institutions, the very weight of bureaucracy. They write the script,
Speaker 1: and the idiot just reads. He's useful because he's the
Speaker 1: perfect distraction. While everyone looks at him, no one sees
Speaker 1: who really controls its theater. It's always been theater, and
Speaker 1: the mass loves theater. Prefers the illusion of control to
Speaker 1: the reality of helplessness, prefers to believe the president is
Speaker 1: in charge rather than except were all pieces in a
Speaker 1: much bigger game, and the idiots in power allow this illusion.
Speaker 1: That's why they're chosen, that's why they're kept, that's why
Speaker 1: they always come back. History is full of brutal examples
Speaker 1: of this. Think of Socrates walking through the streets of Athens.
Speaker 1: The oracle of Delphi had declared him the wisest man
Speaker 1: in the city, And what did Athens do with its
Speaker 1: greatest mind? Condemned to death by hemlock, accused of corrupting
Speaker 1: the youth, of not believing in the godds, But what
Speaker 1: was his real crime? Asking uncomfortable questions, Questions that kept
Speaker 1: the powerful awake, questions that woke young people from the
Speaker 1: matrix of illusions that kept society functioning. Socrates didn't offer
Speaker 1: comforting answers. He offered disturbing doubts. And society can't handle
Speaker 1: doubts prefers lying certainties to true uncertainties. So they killed
Speaker 1: him slowly, civilly, with a fair and democratic trial. Democracy
Speaker 1: killing wisdom because the majority voted, and the majority always
Speaker 1: chooses comfort. His last moments were spent with friends crying
Speaker 1: around him. He took the poison calmly, without fear, without regret,
Speaker 1: because he knew he had lived according to himself, and
Speaker 1: died free while Athens continued enslave to its own lies.
Speaker 1: Think of the Roman emperors Caligula, who appointed his horse
Speaker 1: as consul, who declared himself a living god, who spent
Speaker 1: fortunes on parties while the people starved, Nero, who burned Rome,
Speaker 1: and blamed the Christians, who murdered his own mother, who
Speaker 1: played the lyre while the city burned, Commoduce who preferred
Speaker 1: to fight as a gladiator than to govern, who sold
Speaker 1: public offices to the highest bidder, who turned the empire
Speaker 1: into his personal circus, incompetent, crazy tyrants, and even so
Speaker 1: the system kept them in power. Why because the Roman
Speaker 1: system wasn't made to choose the best. It was made
Speaker 1: to keep the machine running. And these emperors, despite all
Speaker 1: their madness, kept it running. Distracted the people with games,
Speaker 1: fed the elite with privileges, kept the bureaucracy turning. It
Speaker 1: didn't matter if Rome was rotting from the inside. What
Speaker 1: mattered was that the facade remained standing, and it remained
Speaker 1: for centuries until internal rock brought it down all at once.
Speaker 1: But until the last day, Rome chose mediocrity in power
Speaker 1: because mediocrity is predictable, and predictability is control. And today
Speaker 1: look at social media with attentive eyes. Who has millions
Speaker 1: of followers, The deepest thinkers who dedicated decades to study,
Speaker 1: the most brilliant scientists who are solving impossible problems in laboratories,
Speaker 1: the artists creating works that will last centuries. No, almost never.
Speaker 1: Those who dominate are those who generate cheap controversy, those
Speaker 1: who simplify complex issues into ten second catch phrases, those
Speaker 1: who sell easy illusions packaged in quick editing and motivational music.
Speaker 1: The algorithm wasn't programmed to reward depth. It was programmed
Speaker 1: to reward engagement. And engagement doesn't come from reflection. It
Speaker 1: comes from visceral reaction, from anger, from fear, from envy,
Speaker 1: from performative moral indignation. The algorithm is a perfect mirror
Speaker 1: of human nature, and what it reflects is scary. We
Speaker 1: prefer fights to debates, gossip to information, cancelations to conversations,
Speaker 1: constant distraction to focused attention, and cancelation is the modern
Speaker 1: version of Socrates is hemlock. When someone says something the
Speaker 1: herd doesn't want to hear. It doesn't matter if it's true,
Speaker 1: doesn't matter if it's well founded, doesn't matter if it's necessary.
Speaker 1: The herd unites not to refute with arguments, but to
Speaker 1: destroy with hatred, to isolate to a null, to a raise.
Speaker 1: Cancelation isn't about justice, It's about control. It's about ensuring
Speaker 1: no one steps out of line, that no one questions
Speaker 1: the fabricated consensus that no one threatens the comfort of
Speaker 1: the collective bubble, and it works, works perfectly because most
Speaker 1: people are more afraid of being canceled than of living
Speaker 1: a lie burr cowardly silence to risky truth, and so
Speaker 1: the system perpetuates itself, generation after generation, platform after platform,
Speaker 1: the medium changes, but the essence remains. Society always finds
Speaker 1: ways to silence, whoever bothers, always finds ways to elevate,
Speaker 1: whoever reassures, always chooses safe mediocrity over dangerous excellence. The
Speaker 1: anger of being ignored burns in a way only those
Speaker 1: who've lived it understand. When you spend nights studying, when
Speaker 1: you sacrificed relationships to build something important, When you have
Speaker 1: the right answer, the solution that would work, the path
Speaker 1: that would save everything, and nobody listens to you. They
Speaker 1: look at you like you're invisible, like your words are
Speaker 1: background noise. And then you see, you see incompetence being rewarded,
Speaker 1: the lazy colligue getting the promotion, the lying politician being elected,
Speaker 1: the charlatan getting rich, while you, you, who did everything right,
Speaker 1: are forgotten. This anger isn't irrational, It's not pettiness. It's
Speaker 1: justice screaming inside you. It's revolt against an inverted world
Speaker 1: where the false shines and the true rots in shadow,
Speaker 1: and you want to scream, want to shake people want
Speaker 1: to force them to see, but they don't see because
Speaker 1: they don't want to see, because seeing hurts, because seeing
Speaker 1: would require them to change, and change scares more than injustice.
Speaker 1: So they continue blind, and you continue invisible, and the
Speaker 1: anger burns until you understand something liberating. But Nietzsche tells
Speaker 1: you something liberating. Stop expecting justice from an unjust system.
Speaker 1: Stop expecting recognition from those who don't have eyes to see.
Speaker 1: Your mission isn't to fix the world. It's not to
Speaker 1: be destroyed by it. It's to build your mountain while
Speaker 1: the valley rots. It's to keep your flame lit while
Speaker 1: everyone else chooses comfortable darkness. And the comfort of being
Speaker 1: mediocre is also real, deeply real. It's so much easier
Speaker 1: than the alternative, not to think deeply about anything, not
Speaker 1: to question the narratives they give you ready made, not
Speaker 1: to risk anything important. Just go with the flow, just
Speaker 1: obey the unwritten rules, Just accept what everyone accepts. You
Speaker 1: wake up, go to work, do what they tell you.
Speaker 1: Come home, watch something that doesn't require mental effort, Sleep, repeat,
Speaker 1: and sleep well. Sleep in peace. Because you didn't choose
Speaker 1: anything difficult. Therefore you're not responsible for anything important. If
Speaker 1: life didn't work out, it's the system's fault, the bosses,
Speaker 1: the governments, the riches, the pause, anyone but you. Because
Speaker 1: you were just following orders, just doing what everyone does.
Speaker 1: How could you be guilty? The camel sleeps deeply every night,
Speaker 1: without nightmares, without doubts, without that anguish that corrodes from within.
Speaker 1: The lion stays awake, staring at the ceiling, questioning everything,
Speaker 1: feeling the weight of freedom, because freedom isn't light. Freedom
Speaker 1: is the weight of being totally responsible for yourself. And
Speaker 1: few can handle that weight. That's why few transform, That's
Speaker 1: why most die as camels, comfortable, safe, empty but comfortable.
Speaker 1: The child doesn't even care anymore about sleep or wakefulness.
Speaker 1: It transcended the dichotomy. It just creates while everyone sleeps
Speaker 1: or suffers awake. It creates worlds, and the genius's solitude
Speaker 1: is the highest price that exists. It's not the physical
Speaker 1: solitude of being alone in a room. It's the existential
Speaker 1: solitude of being alone on a planet. Full of people,
Speaker 1: seeing everyone happy in the lie while you suffer in
Speaker 1: the truth, Seeing the mass laughing at the clown while
Speaker 1: you cry at the tragedy, Seeing people celebrating mediocrity as
Speaker 1: if it were achievement, Seeing relationships based on mutual pretense,
Speaker 1: Seeing careers built on sabotage, seeing leaders adored for being
Speaker 1: exactly what they shouldn't be, and having no one to
Speaker 1: talk to about it, having no one who understands trying
Speaker 1: to explain, and seeing in people's eyes that empty look,
Speaker 1: that look that says you're overthinking. Relax, let it go.
Speaker 1: Everyone does it, and you realize you're speaking different languages,
Speaker 1: that you left the cave, and they're still looking at
Speaker 1: shadows on the wall. And worse, they love the shadows,
Speaker 1: don't want to leave, don't want the light. The light
Speaker 1: hurts their eyes. They prefer the known darkness to the
Speaker 1: unknown brightness. Being a foreigner in your own world, feeling
Speaker 1: like you were born at the wrong time, in the
Speaker 1: wrong place, among the wrong people, looking for someone who
Speaker 1: sees what you see, and not finding or finding so
Speaker 1: rarely that when it happens it seems like a miracle.
Speaker 1: Nietzsche lived this first hand, spent years writing in absolute solitude.
Speaker 1: His books didn't sell. Nobody understood, nobody cared. He sent
Speaker 1: manuscripts to friends. They responded politely, but without real comprehension.
Speaker 1: He walked alone through the Swiss Mountains, thinking, writing, destroying
Speaker 1: illusions that nobody wanted to see destroyed. His physical health crumbled,
Speaker 1: brutal headaches, vision problems, chronic insomnia, and even so he
Speaker 1: continued because he had to continue, because truth can't go
Speaker 1: unsaid just because nobody wants to hear it. In the end,
Speaker 1: he went insane. Some say it was syphilis, some say
Speaker 1: it was genetics. Some say it was the weight of
Speaker 1: seeing too much in a world that sees too little.
Speaker 1: He died crazy and alone, cared for by his sister,
Speaker 1: who later distorted his writings for political purposes. He would
Speaker 1: have hated, but he left a legacy, a legacy that
Speaker 1: continues exploding minds more than a century later, because he
Speaker 1: had the absolute courage to say what everyone feels but
Speaker 1: nobody admits. The system isn't broken. It's working perfectly to
Speaker 1: keep mediocrity in power, to ensure nothing changes, deeply, to
Speaker 1: protect the herd from itself. And you, if you see
Speaker 1: this you're the error. In the system's eyes, you're the bug,
Speaker 1: the flaw, the peace that doesn't fit, that needs to
Speaker 1: be removed or fixed. But in your own eyes, you're
Speaker 1: the only thing right in a wrong world, and that
Speaker 1: certainty needs to be enough, because external recognition will never come,
Speaker 1: not truly, not from a system designed to reward the
Speaker 1: opposite of you. Maybe decades after you die, someone will
Speaker 1: find your writings, someone will understand, someone will say this
Speaker 1: guy was right, but you won't be there to see it.
Speaker 1: So that can't matter. What matters is today now, you
Speaker 1: living according to yourself, not selling your soul for crumbs
Speaker 1: of acceptance, not pretending to be smaller to fit in
Speaker 1: tight spaces, not silencing your truth to not bother comfortable lies.
Speaker 1: So stop seeking it, Stop begging for approval. Stop expecting
Speaker 1: the world to recognize your value. The world won't recognize it,
Speaker 1: not while you're alive to see it, and start building.
Speaker 1: Building something that doesn't depend on others approval, Something true,
Speaker 1: something that comes from within, something that reflects who you
Speaker 1: really are, not who they want you to be. Something
Speaker 1: the system can't touch because it's beyond its reach. It
Speaker 1: can be art. Nobody will buy science, nobody will fund philosophy,
Speaker 1: nobody will read, business, nobody will support. Doesn't matter. It's
Speaker 1: not about them, it never was. It's about you, About
Speaker 1: keeping your humanity intact in a world that commercializes souls,
Speaker 1: About not rotting from within, even when everything around is rotten.
Speaker 1: About building your mountain, even if it's invisible to everyone else.
Speaker 1: Because in the end, when you're old looking back, the
Speaker 1: only question that matters is did you live according to
Speaker 1: your own values or did you sell your soul for
Speaker 1: a little acceptance. Did you die being yourself or did
Speaker 1: you die pretending to be what you weren't. This answer
Speaker 1: defines whether your life had meaning or was just another
Speaker 1: shadow passing on the cave wall. So here's the conclusion.
Speaker 1: The naked truth society will always create idiots in power,
Speaker 1: always because it needs stability, not truth, comfort not growth,
Speaker 1: obedient camels, not free lions. Deeocrity is the cement that
Speaker 1: holds the walls of civilization together. Without it, everything collapses.
Speaker 1: And the mass doesn't want collapse, wants maintenance, wants everything
Speaker 1: to stay the same, safe, predictable, even if rotting. The
Speaker 1: idiot empower guarantees this. He's the anesthetic that keeps the
Speaker 1: herd doped, and the herd thanks him, votes for him, applauds,
Speaker 1: defends because he confirms their mediocrity, because he says it's
Speaker 1: okay to be small, it's okay not to grow, It's
Speaker 1: okay to die without having lived, and that's comforting for
Speaker 1: those afraid of being great. But you don't have to
Speaker 1: accept this. Your task isn't to change the system. It's
Speaker 1: not to be destroyed by it. It's to stop seeking
Speaker 1: approval from a herd that prefers comfortable error to difficult correction.
Speaker 1: It's to understand that the only power that really matters
Speaker 1: is the power to be yourself in a world that
Speaker 1: does everything for you to be like everyone else. This
Speaker 1: is rebellion, true rebellion, Not shouting on social media, not
Speaker 1: protesting in the streets, but building your own mountain, following
Speaker 1: your own laws, living according to your own values, even
Speaker 1: if nobody sees, even if nobody understands, even if nobody applauds,
Speaker 1: Because in the end, the only approval that matters is yours.
Speaker 1: And when you look in the mirror and recognize who's there,
Speaker 1: when you know you didn't sell your soul for crumbs
Speaker 1: of recognition. When you understand you preferred the solitude of
Speaker 1: truth to the company of lies. You won not the
Speaker 1: system's game, but the only game that really matters, the
Speaker 1: game of being truly human in a world of shadows.
Speaker 1: And the final question isn't how to change the system.
Speaker 1: The final question is which phase are you in today,
Speaker 1: still carrying weight that isn't yours fighting imaginary dragons, or
Speaker 1: have you already discovered the freedom to create your own reality?
Speaker 1: Think about this for real, because this choice defines everything.
Speaker 1: Defines whether you'll die as a camel, fighting as a lion,
Speaker 1: or living as a child. Defines whether you'll be just
Speaker 1: another number in the mass or an exception. The system
Speaker 1: will never understand