We are all born clean slates but then we become somehow damaged. We have parents who were themselves damaged and we live in a damaged society.
We learn early on that the world is far from pristine.
There isn't really an antidote for this but countless poets, philosophers, gurus, psychiatrists and playwrights have tried to find answers to what ails us and how to fix it.
It appears that the imperfection is baked in under the guise of what we think is free will and the natural entropy of the universe.
We cannot repair the world but we can repair ourselves to a point. We can learn to process the damage we've been exposed to and put context to it. We can understand that some if not most came from the wounds of others.
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