Our self-interest
rules, outweighs.
We are territorial.
Our territory is
ourselves.
We will defend
itat all costs,
increasingly, without
knowing what we
are defending.
And it is not all
selfishness.
Much of it is
instinctual survival,
but without thought,
without Truth.
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