Impact Ego
Essay: The Case Against Activism
[Short note: I have started despising activists and activism. I have been thinking personally about this for some time. Activism makes you blind, and we stop looking at the nuances. Activism leads to hatred, and people who are activists generally spill hatred. As we mature, we should move from activism to tranquility, and when you are tranquil, you don't get bothered, you don't get triggered, you share love and peace, and you have a balanced view. I think I am having a rebirth.]
Today, I find myself at a crossroads of thought, an internal transformation brewing within me. I've been wrestling with my feelings toward activism, a sentiment I never thought I'd encounter. It's as if a rebirth is taking place within my soul.
Lately, I've realized that activism, which once ignited my spirit, has begun to stir a different kind of fire within me. It's not that I've become apathetic or indifferent—quite the contrary. A more profound understanding has unfolded like petals slowly unfurling in the morning light.
I have started seeing impact with a kindness and empathy lens, which many a times is missing among the activists who are committed to a cause, if they are committed to interconnectedness of issues and societal problems, they become philosophers and thinkers who wants to see the world from a holistic lens. While an activist generally a narrow vision, which tries to hide its own imperfection to create a self grandiose image of himself and herself. Who am I anyway to tell people how to live life? I am not perfect either, I am still hurting the humans, society and even nature - my existence means I am imperfect, possibly death will halt any of the negative impact I cause.
I've come to see that activism, despite its noble intentions, can sometimes lead us down a path of tunnel vision. In the fervor of our convictions, we can become blind to the subtle nuances that shape the world. In our pursuit of change, it's almost as if we can inadvertently overlook the complexities that give rise to the issues we're fighting against.
What strikes me most profoundly is how activism, a force meant to champion love and justice, can sometimes become entangled with hatred. It's as if the intensity of our beliefs can blind us to the humanity that resides in every individual, regardless of their stance. In my reflection, I find myself yearning for a different path.
As we grow and mature, tranquility seems to become the beacon that calls to us. It's a state of being where we no longer feel the need to be stirred by every injustice, where we find balance amidst the chaos. Tranquility allows us to navigate the world with a heart unburdened by the weight of constant agitation.
In this state, triggers become fleeting whispers, quickly brushed away by the gentle breeze of peace that surrounds us. Love and harmony flow from us effortlessly, touching those we encounter with a kindness that transcends ideology.
So here I stand, at the precipice of a new chapter, embracing this rebirth with open arms. It's not a departure from the ideals that once fueled me but rather an evolution toward a more balanced and nuanced perspective. As I move forward, I hope to carry with me the lessons of activism and tranquility, knowing they can coexist harmoniously in a heart that beats for a better world.
From today, who am I? I’m nobody.
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Stay weird,
“Nobody”