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Everyone is fighting for something these days. And we risk losing our ability to think independently because of it. People staunchly defend their advocacies, driven by feelings of injustice which seem to shape the world we live in more than the logic we have come equipped with to be different from other species.

The religious claim monopoly of truth. Atheists proclaim new gospels of fact. Men and women, nurturing resentments afforded by the modern world, are joining every –ism. Gay men and women are fighting for rights. Vegetarians call on a global mortification from meat. The feminists deliver their kaleidoscope of philosophies. The capitalist bully everyone else. Our world is contoured by opinions we all disguise as truths; truths which become more relative with science, truths which become more obscure by the second.

Pretty soon, we would be fighting for rocks too.

While many fundamental rights of human beings remain to be upheld, there’s a nagging sensation we’re also losing our grip on the things which matter. Busied with our own operating systems in life, we compromise less, listen less, and understand less, because rather than focus-sharpen our senses for the profundities, we have glorified intimacies of our personal endeavors. It’s always “our” rights first, and our humanity second. Of course one could argue our rights define our humanity. But there is more to life than self-preservation; there is more to our purposes than individual needs being met.

Everyone is overthinking but no one is actually thinking. Mediums like social media, rather than truly connect us with the world, have encouraged a “me first” attitude, where private lives are consciously put up for public consumption. In these digital avenues, we share opinions which are regurgitation of other opinions which are mere approximations of unfiltered ideas. We are more concerned about ourselves today than ever before, and we justify the mere vanities which accessorize the modern man’s life, as liberties. Our right to free speech. Our right to eat pork. Our right to prostitute our beings. Man is increasingly being defined by the rights he is fighting for rather than the meaningful actions he should, and could, be taking.

Everyone is fighting for something but no one is actually paying attention to the more important questions. Unfortunately, I am one of those taking part in the battles. I have lose track of the things that should matter, of the work I should be doing, and can no longer ask why without fearing the whys are pulled from a hat of tricks.