if one horse hurts
I am sitting at the regular cáfe.
My mood seems to move up and down following... the sun movements.
When the sun is out, the sky is clear, I feel like my body is pressed down tight on the chair. Like something policing: "Don't move." When the sun hides behind cloud, I feel pressure gradually releases. "Ah... someone speaking my language" kind of relief.
That is how tropical sun feels on me.
And many times social expectations feel the same way in my body. Pressed down. Trapped. No-choice. Well, the 'choice' concept never seems to ever come to mind. I am not talking about modern-life social expectation type.
I am talking about the passing-down inherited norms that shared in a close-knit community. Ah, I think someone calls it collective unconscious.
Once in a while, giant corporates must reassess their direction and restructure their own system, leading to a massive reorganization by dropping something that no longer fit, integrating parts that still stand like fragmented pieces, and even redefining self-relationship.
As synthetic as it might sound, it is organic.
But inherited generational teachings don't work that way. No leaders really stand up and say "We need to reassess as whole to see if the passing-downs are still helpful or self-devouring inside a toxic loop?"
Why I find capitalists healthier than collective groups.
"Một con ngựa đau cả tàu bỏ cỏ" – English literal translation as "When one horse is in pain, the whole group does not eat grass." Or the closest English equivalent would be "A burden shared is halved."
But do they ask if every horse is happy or deliberately chooses to give up on grass? At least, let the horse leave the group. In the groups that expecting conformity, one gets punishment, even if they choose to leave.
What if a burden share isn't halved, but multiplied?
What if it isn't just one horse might die, but the whole group starving itself? What the self-starving does to the horse or the group by the way? The ecosystem doesn't just face one part of it detaching but the whole rejecting to live. Should a whole tree die if one leaf is about to drop?
Is it not self-devouring?
Hmm, the universe looks down. It might just say:
"It is autophagy."