“They” don’t think like you. Their values are alien, and their beliefs would confuse you. Call them “elite” or whatever you wish, but they exist in another reality.
I’m angry. I’m angry because I love you, and care about your future — rather, our collective future and our wellbeing — and I feel powerless to protect you from those strange, delusional few who are out there: those whose aim is to foment and to feed off your fears, your need for emotional expression and creative satiety, your need to be seen, to be held, and to belong…to control your every move, to make you believe you’re fragile and weak, and then to profit from your self-induced illnesses.
I’m angry because I don’t know if there’s anything I can do about it.
I think it’s essential to try to understand contrasting perspectives on anything relevant to being of service to humanity, and to be flexible when it comes to the ideals of certainty, knowing, meaning and wisdom.
Committing to the unusual, uncommon, or seemingly impractical life can feel like a very weird thing to do. But as you start going down your natural path, daring to enter the arena of your preference, you’ll find very quickly that there are a lot of people in there already!