Profiles proliferate; stupid profiles.
Some people are misled to think that each one of us ought to be expressed in pre-packaged meatbags with labels, as if we were flat, very flat characters in a cartoon.
"Impressive," some say, marveling at other people's profiles. Their simplemindedness is impressive. Actually, appalling. Sad, in fact.
One learns non-linear equations at, what, age twelve? Only if non-linear narratology were taught right around the same time. Then we would begin to see, very clearly, that those profiles are the most disastrously fake pieces of shit.
Don't excuse the unclean language.
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