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View submission: The Complicated Maze Of Life
Life is a maze. Twisting, shifting, full of bad turns and dead ends. Some people think they’re forging a brand new path, machete in hand, hacking through the unknown. But the truth is, the maze isn’t new. It’s ancient. Worn. Every mistake you think is yours alone has been made a thousand times before.
The smart ones? They don’t waste time pretending they’re the first to walk this road. They look for the markers, the footprints left by those who figured it out before them. Call it tradition, call it wisdom...whatever it is, it exists because people learned, usually the hard way, and passed it down. Ignore it, and you’ll find yourself stumbling into the same damn pitfalls, wondering why life feels like a cruel joke.
Yeah some people start with a tougher maze. Born into a rougher neighborhood, bad parents, bad luck. Life isn’t fair. But fairness isn’t the game. The game is survival. And the best way to survive is to find the ones who mapped out the route, the ones who know where the ground gives way, where the real monsters live.
So, personal responsibility? That’s choosing to follow the map instead of pretending there isn’t one. Collective guidance? That’s making sure the map doesn’t get burned by idiots who think they know better. Some people won’t listen. Let them run headfirst into the walls. Just make sure the ones who *do* want to find their way still have something real to follow.
There's nothing here!