• Rooskie91@discuss.online
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    2 days ago

    When crustations reach a certain size, the struggle to molt their old shells can kill them.

    This kind of romanticization of struggle only applies to people for whom their struggle has paid off. Some struggle their whole lives only to receive nothing, and that hardly seems worth glorifying.

    • FundMECFS@anarchist.nexus
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      1 day ago

      As someone who has been on the brink of death for two years, who has little way out. Who has lost everything they thought made life worth living. Whose future is entirely out of their hands and in the random process of biology and whims of some higher ups in power.

      Maybe the struggle to survive is life itself? I know my struggle doesn’t lead anywhere. Merely delaying the inevitable and prolonging suffering. But also I can’t help myself not to have irrational hope, to hope for a better future, to struggle every day, because the alternative is “the end”.

    • GlitchyDigiBun@lemmy.world
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      It’s very much not. Just because your biggest struggles right now are against the effects of such a society, does not mean that overcomming them is any less important for your own growth. We would face adversity and strife no matter what system we are in, because homeostasis is always a moving target. To get comfortable, you always have to work for your comfort. Same with security, nourishment, and social enrichment.

  • Ferrous@lemmy.ml
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    2 days ago

    Ready to give up, so I seek the old Earth Who explained workin’ hard may help you maintain To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain

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  • calliope@retrolemmy.com
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    2 days ago

    So, no matter what you been through 
    No matter what you into 
    No matter what you see when you look outside your window  
    Brown grass or green grass, picket fence or barbed wire 
    Never ever put them down, you just lift your arms higher 
    Raise ‘em ‘til your arms tired, let ‘em know you here 
    That you strugglin’, survivin’, that you gon’ persevere 
    Yeah, ain’t nobody leavin’, nobody goin’ home 
    Even if they turn the lights out, the show is goin’ on