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Nr. 29

If you’re fortunate (and observant) enough you will encounter true empaths in your life. I consider myself to be fairly kind, but I’m in no way a good person. I don’t exude warmth and caring, I try to be the best version of myself, but that’s all brought forth by logic and principles rather than an innate exalted kindness. As a thinker, not a feeler, I can perhaps achieve a certain form of acquired kindness; philosophized from altruistic inspiration, but I would still be aware and never able to go be my instinct. 

I think maybe I have encountered four individuals that I would hold in the highest regard of empathy. It’s quite beautiful and overwhelming to be in the presence of such entities with a highly underestimated strength and bravery. I admire that purity of benevolence. 

Now, I’m not saying that they are infallible or worth more as human beings, but they do have qualities that I would want to see embraced and celebrated in a society, rather than what trends now like ambition and self gain. There isn’t a naivety that drives that vision, but a thought out logic based on evolutionary progress on how to best serve our humanity to move forward. It sounds cliché to say everyone should be able to feel safe, happy and treated with dignity, but it actually helps progress as content people will work and thrive more than rage and coveting. 

People often like to use the concept of balance as it seems logical and easy to comprehend. Meaning that no one is ever truly good without being also a bit bad to counterweigh the scale. I see this as a lazy way of thinking and as a form of projecting your own justification for being not entirely good. It’s also a way of saying everyone has faults therefore I am equal to everyone else. I think equality as a concept of how much a life is worth is non debatable; we are of course all worth the same as humans, but we do have personality nuances and some are, if not kinder, than at least more developed emotionally. And I want to continue to highlight these people as they themselves would never even know how kind they are...which is what makes them kind in the first place. 

Being entirely selfless is a difficult concept that can probably never have a fixed definition. And we can question whether our interpretation of true empaths are subjective or misread due to not enough data on said individual. So I can’t say with a 100% certainly that these empaths I’ve encountered are exactly how as I interpreted them. However, I can say that they are an inspiration to everyone around them and that they possess an ability to bring out the best in people. That they show kindness in the most incredibly subtle way, yet these profound results will be unbeknownst to most people. They operate on a level that might seem solitary as they never share their acts of kindness. They carry a self created responsibility to spread harmony, not because it makes them feel good, but because in a bigger zoomed out picture it is the right thing to do. And it isn’t fabricated or conceptualized like in my case, but by instinct. They don’t question why they do it or how. 


I will forever seek out kindness in people and try my best to be their voice. Often kindness will be misconstrued as something weak by people with insecurities regarding virility and power. Bridging that disconnect is perhaps what I can contribute with, I like confronting inconsistencies and anomalies and have no reservedness talking to any individual regarding morality or ethics. 

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