Parasite

The accumulation of wealth is accompanied by the accumulation of poverty and oppression. Just humans in pursuit of an imagined equilibrium of comfort. The peculiar tragedy of our species is not that we suffer, but that we interrogate suffering with morality. And within that interrogation lies the dilemma—I cannot condemn them entirely. I understand them. Humans stretching themselves toward the most dignified version of existence they can conceive, exhausting every ounce of will to arrive there. Money—it is everything and nothing. People perish, murder, weep, and ascend because of it. And yet, condensed into a single sentence of truth, it is both void and omnipotence. Our submission to standards, systems, and invisible codes of conduct has quietly embalmed something essential within humanity. Homo sapiens rule the world because it is the only animal that can believe in things that exist purely in its own imagination, such as gods, states, money, and human rights.