Not one self-described Communist ever sees himself as a worker in the future socialist paradise. They all imagine themselves as some kind of party official, dictating doctrine while some other poor bastard hammers steel all day, stinking of cheap soup and filth.
Is life about outcome (death) or about struggling for balance by choice of reaction until outcome? What if the parasitic few suggest the many to ignore reacting to balance for endless hope and fear based outcomes?
Not one self-described Communist ever sees himself as a worker in the future socialist paradise. They all imagine themselves as some kind of party official, dictating doctrine while some other poor bastard hammers steel all day, stinking of cheap soup and filth.
Is life about outcome (death) or about struggling for balance by choice of reaction until outcome? What if the parasitic few suggest the many to ignore reacting to balance for endless hope and fear based outcomes?