Don't act like you'll never fall. Living in a space where your scope is supreme is only predicated for dreams...and even then your eyes are closed, as you breathe through subconscious holes where fantasy is reality, you defy gravity... Jump..and you'll never die because someone needs to dream the dream in order for it to continue...you are the only protagonist in that story. Life is adverse, to the one man curse of sleep. Protagonist plethora. The plot will continue with or without you. Viewpoints violated, opinions obliterated, scope suffocated with the fizzle of flesh.
Narcissism and narrowness has amounted to the noxious naivete that has consumed the lives of many, plummeting the beauty of the pristine soul, gassing and guillotining what has been reduced to "guts" in someone's sadistic one-tracked minded, inclined to promote a view of the world that rests and reclines in the rumination, in the intricate degradation of what is lived solipsism. Guess what philosopher? Your viewpoints are incommodious, they do not offer any space for the divinity of diversity, the amazing aspects and sides to adversity…the fact that all of life is retrieval, reaching into the good and the bad, the alive and the dead, the mute and said to take and proliferate.
Come to the realization that your viewpoints are vivacious, your opinions permitted optimal due to the world we live in. You are accepted on a basis you do not welcome. Because if HIS view was supreme here and now, I don’t know where I’d find you.
Don’t act like you’ll never fall. The universe screams you need to be humbled. And it always gets its way.