This is for the next guy who beats his chest and claims to fear nothing.
Newsflash: We all do.
This is not just for the anxious expectant mother, or the kids scared of what hides their beds, or the germaphobics, the twitchy chronic OCD cases or the live-alones dealing with whoever is opening that attic door all the time.
This is for you. This is for the billionaire in his private jet and the homeless man on the corner of my block.
Fear is why Man decided to stay in groups to hunt. It is why they sought to please the inexplicable forces that raged through wind and storm with tangible sacrifices. It is why dogs were bred to protect his family.
Fear is why rulers did not cease to ruthlessly extend their boundaries. It's why they built armies and walls around their cities. It's why they whipped up fortresses and had them stockpiled with armoury. It's why they joined their daughters to princes of usurping kingdoms.
This world runs on fear.
It always has.
It's why government and religion and currency are in place. It's why science and technology advances. It's not what keeps you awake at night. It's what let's you sleep. Fear is the birth of hope.
Fear is why you save for your children.
It's why you have them drudge through an obscure education system. It's why you oblige with your boss no matter how incompetent you assume he is. It's why you succumb to certain age old logic despite the ridiculous backwardness.
Fear is why you remember the fork is for the left and the knife for the right. It's why you remember to have a firm handshake and keep those shoes sqeaky clean. Fear is why you wax your skin and paint your face and gloss your lips.
Yolo? It is because you fear death that you agree to live. So sure, you're all about living in the moment. Bask in the sun now and then so you can sleep saying you carped that diem.
Newsflash: We all do.
This is not just for the anxious expectant mother, or the kids scared of what hides their beds, or the germaphobics, the twitchy chronic OCD cases or the live-alones dealing with whoever is opening that attic door all the time.
This is for you. This is for the billionaire in his private jet and the homeless man on the corner of my block.
Fear is why Man decided to stay in groups to hunt. It is why they sought to please the inexplicable forces that raged through wind and storm with tangible sacrifices. It is why dogs were bred to protect his family.
Fear is why rulers did not cease to ruthlessly extend their boundaries. It's why they built armies and walls around their cities. It's why they whipped up fortresses and had them stockpiled with armoury. It's why they joined their daughters to princes of usurping kingdoms.
This world runs on fear.
It always has.
It's why government and religion and currency are in place. It's why science and technology advances. It's not what keeps you awake at night. It's what let's you sleep. Fear is the birth of hope.
Fear is why you save for your children.
It's why you have them drudge through an obscure education system. It's why you oblige with your boss no matter how incompetent you assume he is. It's why you succumb to certain age old logic despite the ridiculous backwardness.
Fear is why you remember the fork is for the left and the knife for the right. It's why you remember to have a firm handshake and keep those shoes sqeaky clean. Fear is why you wax your skin and paint your face and gloss your lips.
Yolo? It is because you fear death that you agree to live. So sure, you're all about living in the moment. Bask in the sun now and then so you can sleep saying you carped that diem.
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