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Modern Idiots
The Great Battle of “Who-Is-More-Complicated”
Sometimes war isn’t always about swords and blood — it’s about whose self-made issues run deeper. It happens between two people in the modern world who refuse to touch sunlight and are convinced no one could ever understand their struggles.
What they want is something far less tangible: to be understood, to be decoded, to be the enigma someone else can’t quite crack. It’s not about connection; it’s about validation.
They’re wrapped in layers of their own complexity, presenting a puzzle they don’t actually want solved. Instead, they want you to keep guessing, to keep digging, to keep trying to unlock them. But the truth is, they don’t want to be unlocked. They want to remain a mystery — special, but unreachable.
It is a despicable art, when seen from far enough away. Don’t get drenched in their man-made storm, one that has been soaking them for far too long. They wait for someone to offer an umbrella or a place to stay, only to refuse it.
A strange way to entertain themselves is by calling the chaos they’ve created romantic, artsy — a wild way of loving. In the end, who will hold them, if not themselves?
