I'm sobering up to the fact that different strata of people have fundamentally different interests. It sounds simple but I really only became sure of it now .
And still, I believe it's also true that there is no easy way to separate people by their interests. I'm not talking about economic strata or political strata or whatever, I don't even know what it is. It's not the usual "classes". I wish I knew, but the only thing I now know is there are strata. I really don't know what defines them. I just know so clearly that there are overwhelmingly similar people who are into certain things, and I'm not them. I know what I like and what I don't like. I know there are definitely people out there who like what I like. I can't make peace with the fact that there are so few of them. I really am not confident that I can make more people to be like me.
The vast majority of people do seem unreal and totally unrelatable, Diary . Just impossibly unrelatable. I truly feel like I've perhaps wasted a ton of time trying to see from others' perspectives when our fundamental interests are different. It's impossible that all humanity is striving toward the same goal. I now know it's impossible. I never believed the preaching of love but I once believed in "humanity", something that's inside of all of us- I was so wrong. Crimes aside, there is no level where all people can reach, there is no common ground among all people. There is none. People must be different. People must have different interests. I identified with the wrong group. It makes sense that people oppose me. I was at the wrong place speaking to the wrong people. I ventured into the wrong territory. Not all new territories are right territories- some new territories are wrong territories, and I should've realized that sooner.
My interest is fundamentally different from them. I shouldn't even be thinking how to somehow "transform" others. It's not going to happen. Someone closer to them- someone who knows how to speak to them will one day do it- it's not my place & it's not my job.
There is nothing to be done .
Time to move on .