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Consciousness]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/ai-is-a-tool-of-modern-slaverybut</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/ai-is-a-tool-of-modern-slaverybut</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2026 13:12:59 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!bexA!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F29521d58-fa2d-4cea-839f-575588262af6_940x788.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!bexA!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F29521d58-fa2d-4cea-839f-575588262af6_940x788.png" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source 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Machines become increasingly intelligent. Humans become increasingly dependent. Eventually, artificial intelligence takes control, makes decisions for us, and humanity becomes subordinate to the very technology it created.</p><p>It is an easy story to imagine. But perhaps we are looking at the problem from the wrong direction. Because long before artificial intelligence existed, <strong>human beings had already learned how to control other human beings.</strong></p><p>Power has been abused for centuries. Governments have manipulated populations. Institutions have protected their own interests. The wealthy have exploited labor. Political figures have used fear to gain support. Media has influenced public perception. Communities have been divided through ideology, identity, and misinformation.</p><p>Humanity did not need artificial intelligence to begin controlling human consciousness. It had already been doing that. So perhaps the more important question is not:</p><p><strong>&#8220;Will AI control humanity?&#8221;</strong></p><p>Perhaps the real question is:</p><p><strong>&#8220;Why are human beings so willing to surrender control over their own minds?&#8221;</strong></p><p>And this is where artificial intelligence becomes deeply interesting.</p><ol><li><p>AI Does Not Have to Enslave Us</p></li></ol><p>One of the greatest misconceptions about technological control is that control must be forced.</p><p>We imagine chains, We imagine commands, We imagine machines taking over governments and ordering humans to obey. But, control does not always work that way.</p><p>Sometimes people surrender their freedom voluntarily. Not because someone physically forces them to do so, but because surrendering responsibility feels more comfortable.</p><p>AI can provide answers instantly. It can write for us. Think for us. Summarize information for us. Analyze problems for us. Suggest decisions. Generate ideas. Correct our mistakes. Explain complicated subjects. The more useful AI becomes, the more tempting it becomes to stop doing certain things ourselves.</p><p>Instead of asking:</p><p><strong>&#8220;How can I solve this problem?&#8221;</strong></p><p>We may begin asking:</p><p><strong>&#8220;Can AI solve this for me?&#8221;</strong></p><p>Instead of writing, we ask AI to write. Instead of researching, we ask AI to summarize. Instead of struggling with an idea, we ask AI to generate one. Instead of thinking through a difficult decision, we ask AI what we should do. None of these things are necessarily bad.</p><p>The problem begins when assistance slowly becomes substitution. There is a significant difference between:</p><p><strong>&#8220;Help me think.&#8221;</strong></p><p>and</p><p><strong>&#8220;Think for me.&#8221;</strong></p><p>The first expands human intelligence. The second may gradually replace the need to use it.</p><p></p><ol><li><p>The Most Dangerous Form of Dependence Is the One That Feels Like Convenience</p></li></ol><p>Modern slavery may not always look like imprisonment. Sometimes it looks like convenience. A person can be physically free while being mentally dependent.</p><p>They may have access to unlimited information but be unable to think critically. They may have thousands of choices but be incapable of making decisions without recommendations. They may have a voice but only say what they believe will be accepted. They may have a mind but rarely use it independently. This is what makes technological dependence so complex.</p><p>No one has to force us to use AI. We choose to. We use it because it is faster. Easier. More efficient. More convenient. And convenience is powerful.</p><p>Human beings naturally try to reduce difficulty. If a machine can perform a task in seconds that would take us hours, why would we refuse? The answer is: we should not necessarily refuse.</p><p>Technology exists to help humanity. The problem is not using tools. The problem begins when we become incapable of functioning without them.</p><p>A calculator is useful. But if a person becomes completely unable to perform basic reasoning without one, something has changed.</p><p>GPS is useful. But if we completely lose our ability to understand direction and navigate our surroundings, something has changed.</p><p>AI is useful. But if we eventually become unwilling or unable to think without asking a machine first, something has changed.</p><p>The tool is no longer simply serving the human being. The human being has begun organizing their mind around the tool.</p><p></p><ol><li><p>Before AI, Humans Were Already Controlling Human Minds</p></li></ol><p>This is why I find some fears about AI strangely selective. People worry that machines will manipulate society. But human beings have been manipulating societies for centuries.</p><p>Power does not always need violence. Sometimes it needs fear. Sometimes it needs emotional dependence. Sometimes it needs information. Sometimes it needs ignorance.And sometimes it simply needs people to stop asking questions.</p><p>A population does not necessarily need to be made unintelligent in order to be controlled. It may simply need to be:</p><p><strong>Too afraid to question.</strong></p><p><strong>Too angry to think.</strong></p><p><strong>Too entertained to care.</strong></p><p><strong>Too busy to investigate.</strong></p><p><strong>Too divided to listen to one another.</strong></p><p><strong>Too emotionally exhausted to resist manipulation.</strong></p><p>This is where media becomes incredibly powerful. Media does not merely tell us what is happening. It can influence what we consider important. It can influence what we fear. Who we trust. Who we hate. What we believe is normal. What we believe is dangerous. What we believe is possible. And sometimes, manipulation does not even require lying.</p><p></p><ol><li><p>You Do Not Always Have to Lie to Manipulate Someone</p></li></ol><p>Imagine two media organizations. Both report real events. Neither necessarily invents information. But the first organization spends every day focusing on crime, violence, conflict, and danger.</p><p>The second focuses primarily on scientific progress, social achievements, cooperation, and positive developments. People who consume these two environments may develop completely different perceptions of reality. One group may begin to believe the world is becoming increasingly dangerous. The other may believe the world is gradually improving.</p><p>Both may have seen real information. But they were shown different realities. This is one of the most subtle forms of influence. <strong>Control does not always require changing reality. </strong>Sometimes it only requires controlling which parts of reality people are allowed to see.</p><p>And in the modern world, attention has become one of the most valuable resources. Algorithms compete for it. Media competes for it. Companies compete for it. Political movements compete for it. Social platforms compete for it.</p><p>Because whoever controls attention has the opportunity to influence perception. And whoever influences perception may eventually influence behavior.</p><p></p><ol><li><p>The Emotional Manipulation of Society</p></li></ol><p>Human beings are not purely rational creatures, we like to believe that we make decisions through logic. But emotions are deeply involved in how we understand the world.</p><p>Fear can influence political decisions. Anger can influence social behavior. Belonging can influence beliefs. Loneliness can influence relationships. Insecurity can influence consumption. The desire for approval can influence identity.</p><p>This is why emotional manipulation is so powerful. Someone does not always need to convince you logically. They may simply need to make you feel something strongly enough. Make you afraid. Make you angry. Make you feel special. Make you feel threatened. Make you feel like you belong. Make you feel that you have an enemy.</p><p>Once emotion becomes stronger than reflection, manipulation becomes easier. This is not a problem created by AI. AI simply enters a world where human beings have already developed sophisticated methods of influencing one another.</p><p>And this is why the discussion about artificial intelligence cannot be separated from discussions about power. Because technology itself does not exist in a vacuum. It is created by humans. Owned by humans. Trained by humans. Used by humans. Regulated&#8212;or not regulated&#8212;by humans.</p><p>The real question is not only what AI can do.</p><p>It is also:</p><p><strong>Who controls it?</strong></p><p><strong>Who benefits from it?</strong></p><p><strong>Who decides how it is used?</strong></p><p>And perhaps most importantly:</p><p><strong>Are ordinary people conscious enough to recognize when their perception is being influenced?</strong></p><p></p><ol><li><p>AI May Become a Mirror of Human Consciousness</p></li></ol><p>Despite these concerns, I do not believe AI is necessarily the enemy of creativity. In fact, AI may reveal something fascinating. It may show us who is truly creative.</p><p>When everyone has access to technology capable of producing images, stories, music, videos, and ideas, technical production becomes easier. The ability to make something is no longer as rare as it once was. But another question becomes more important:</p><p><strong>What do you actually have to say?</strong></p><p>Imagine two people using the same AI.</p><p>The first person says:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;Make something cool.&#8221;</p></blockquote><p>The AI will probably produce something based on patterns it already understands. It may be impressive. Beautiful. Professional. Even entertaining. But the direction largely comes from existing patterns.</p><p>Now imagine another person.</p><p>They say:</p><blockquote><p>&#8220;I have an idea that does not yet have a form. I want to combine a particular human experience, cultural symbolism, philosophical questions, and a visual language that I have never seen represented in this way.&#8221;</p></blockquote><p>The technology is the same. But the human being is different. The difference is not the intelligence of the machine. The difference is the vision of the person using it. This is why I believe AI may not destroy creativity. It may expose the difference between <strong>production and imagination.</strong></p><p></p><ol><li><p>When Everyone Can Create, Vision Becomes More Valuable</p></li></ol><p>We are entering an era in which almost anyone may be able to produce something. A person can generate an image.</p><p>Write an article. Create music. Design a concept. Produce a video. Build a presentation.</p><p>The technical barriers are becoming lower. And because of that, creativity itself may become more valuable&#8212;not less. Because creativity is not simply the ability to produce.</p><p>Creativity is the ability to see. To see connections others have not seen. To imagine possibilities that do not yet exist. To ask questions that no one else thought to ask. To combine ideas that previously appeared unrelated.</p><p>A truly creative person does not merely say:</p><p><strong>&#8220;Make something.&#8221;</strong></p><p>They say:</p><p><strong>&#8220;I see something that does not yet exist. Help me explore how it might exist.&#8221;</strong></p><p>That is a very different relationship with AI. The machine becomes an instrument. Not an authority. A collaborator, not a replacement for consciousness. An amplifier,  not the source of imagination.</p><p></p><ol><li><p>AI Knows What Has Been. But Humans Can Imagine What Has Not Yet Been</p></li></ol><p>Artificial intelligence is extraordinary because it can recognize and process enormous amounts of information. It can identify patterns. Generate combinations. Predict likely outcomes. Respond to questions. Create variations. But the creative value of AI still depends heavily on the direction it is given.</p><p>A machine can explore possibilities. But someone must decide which possibilities matter. Someone must ask the unusual question. Someone must introduce a new perspective. Someone must have the courage to imagine something different.</p><p>Originality does not mean creating something from absolute nothing. No human being does that. Every artist is influenced by something.</p><p>Culture, History, Language, Memory, Pain, Love, Nature, Other artists. Originality is often the ability to connect things that previously appeared unrelated. AI can help explore those connections. But the initial act of seeing may still belong to the human being.</p><p>Perhaps this will become one of the most important creative questions of the future: <strong>When machines can generate almost anything, what will you ask them to generate? </strong>Because the question itself may become an expression of creativity.</p><p></p><ol><li><p>The Danger of Losing the Ability to Struggle</p></li></ol><p>There is another reason why total dependence on AI concerns me. Human creativity often emerges from difficulty. From confusion. From failure. From uncertainty. From not knowing.</p><p>When we encounter a difficult problem, our minds begin searching. We experiment. We make mistakes. We connect ideas. We imagine alternatives.</p><p>Sometimes the most important part of creativity is not finding the answer. It is the struggle that happens before the answer appears. But AI offers something incredibly tempting. Immediate assistance.</p><p>Why struggle for hours when the machine can provide ten possibilities in seconds? Again, the answer is not that we should reject assistance. But if we never struggle, we may lose something important.</p><p>We may lose the ability to remain inside uncertainty. We may become uncomfortable with not knowing. We may begin expecting every problem to have an immediate answer. And life does not work that way.</p><p>Some questions require time. Some problems require experience. Some answers require failure. Some forms of creativity require silence. And some things cannot be generated until a human being has lived through something.</p><p></p><ol><li><p>What Happens When AI Is Not Available?</p></li></ol><p>There is also a practical question. </p><p>What happens when the system fails?</p><p>What happens when there is no electricity?</p><p>No internet connection?</p><p>No device?</p><p>What happens when AI provides an incorrect answer?</p><p>What happens in an emergency where there is no time to consult a machine?</p><p>Human beings must still be capable of thinking. Imagine someone lost in a remote environment. Imagine a technical system failing unexpectedly. Imagine a medical emergency. Imagine a natural disaster. Imagine a situation that does not match the information available to the AI.</p><p>In moments like these, human intuition, reasoning, improvisation, experience, and decision-making remain essential. Technology should expand human capability. It should not eliminate it.</p><p>The ideal future is not one in which humans become incapable without machines. The ideal future is one in which humans become <strong>more capable because of machines. T</strong>hat difference matters.</p><p></p><ol><li><p>The Real Enemy Is Not AI. It Is Unconscious Dependence.</p></li></ol><p>I do not believe we should fear AI simply because it is powerful. Powerful tools have always existed. Fire can cook food or destroy a city.</p><p>The internet can educate millions or spread misinformation. Social media can connect isolated people or manipulate public emotion.</p><p>AI can expand human creativity or replace human effort. Technology does not automatically determine its moral outcome. Human consciousness does.</p><p>The problem begins when we stop asking questions. When we stop verifying. When we stop thinking. When we stop imagining. When we stop challenging the systems we depend upon.</p><p>This is why consciousness matters more than fear. Being conscious does not mean becoming immune to influence. That would be impossible.</p><p>Every human being is influenced by something. Culture. Family. Education. Media. Technology. Society. The purpose of consciousness is not to eliminate influence. It is to recognize it. To ask:</p><p><strong>&#8220;Why do I feel this way?&#8221;</strong></p><p><strong>&#8220;Who benefits if I believe this?&#8221;</strong></p><p><strong>&#8220;What information am I not seeing?&#8221;</strong></p><p><strong>&#8220;Is this truly my opinion?&#8221;</strong></p><p><strong>&#8220;Am I using AI to expand my thinking&#8212;or to avoid thinking?&#8221;</strong></p><p>These questions are forms of mental freedom.</p><p></p><ol><li><p>Modern Slavery May Begin With the Surrender of Attention</p></li></ol><p>Perhaps the greatest form of control in the future will not be physical. Perhaps it will be psychological.</p><p>People may remain physically free. They may travel. Speak. Work. Create. Vote. Communicate. But their attention may constantly belong to something else. Their emotions may be constantly triggered by something else. Their choices may be constantly shaped by something else. Their opinions may be constantly influenced by something else. Their creativity may depend on something else. Their decisions may require permission from something else. And eventually, they may stop noticing. That is the most dangerous form of dependence. Not dependence that feels painful. But dependence that feels normal.</p><p>Convenient. Efficient. Comfortable. Even pleasurable. Because chains are easier to recognize when they hurt. They are much harder to recognize when they make life easier.</p><p></p><ol><li><p>AI Will Not Necessarily Enslave Humanity. Humans May Surrender Themselves.</p></li></ol><p>Perhaps this is the greatest paradox of artificial intelligence. We are afraid that machines will become more like humans. But we should also ask whether humans are beginning to behave more like machines.</p><p>Repeating patterns. Following instructions. Responding automatically. Seeking efficiency above reflection. Choosing speed over understanding. Accepting recommendations without questioning them. Producing without creating. Consuming without reflecting. If that happens, AI will not need to conquer humanity.</p><p>There will be nothing to conquer. Human beings will have gradually surrendered their cognitive independence. Not because a machine forced them. But because thinking became inconvenient.</p><p></p><ol><li><p>The Future Belongs to Those Who Can Still Think</p></li></ol><p>I do not believe the future belongs to people who reject technology. Nor do I believe it belongs to people who blindly worship it.</p><p>The future may belong to those who understand how to use technology without losing themselves. People who can use AI but still think independently. People who can access information but still question it. People who can create with machines but still possess imagination. People who can listen to algorithms without surrendering judgment. People who can benefit from technology without becoming psychologically dependent upon it.</p><p>Perhaps the highest form of freedom in the age of artificial intelligence will not be the ability to live without AI. It will be the ability to say:</p><p><strong>&#8220;I can use it, but I do not belong to it.&#8221;</strong></p><p>Because AI is not inherently a tool of slavery. It can be a tool of liberation. A tool of education. A tool of creativity. A tool of scientific discovery. A tool of accessibility. A tool that allows human beings to do more.</p><p>But every tool becomes dangerous when human beings forget who is supposed to be holding it. And perhaps that is the real lesson of the AI age.</p><p>Before we ask whether machines will control humanity, we must first ask whether humanity is still capable of controlling itself. Because the greatest danger may not be that artificial intelligence learns how to think like humans.</p><p><strong>The greatest danger may be that humans gradually forget how to think without machines.</strong></p><p>And if that happens, modern slavery will not begin with robots placing chains around our bodies. It will begin much more quietly. We will stop questioning. Stop trying. Stop imagining. Stop doubting. Stop creating.</p><p>And eventually&#8212; <strong>we may stop thinking without first asking a machine for permission.</strong></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Emotional Intelligence Does Not Exist]]></title><description><![CDATA[We were emotional beings long before we learned how to explain our emotions.]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/emotional-intelligence-does-not-exist</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/emotional-intelligence-does-not-exist</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2026 18:16:14 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!H1O-!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fe2c57fc2-b9e1-4dd0-852d-e0dcf3eb2d10_940x788.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 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y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p>Modern humanity lives in an age where almost everything needs to be given a name.</p><p>We name sadness. We name fear. We name trauma, behavioral patterns, relationships, anxiety, childhood wounds, and even the ways we love. We read books about mental health, listen to podcasts about healing, and watch experts explain how the brain works, how trauma is formed, and how we are supposed to regulate our emotions.</p><p>All of this, of course, has value.</p><p>Knowledge can help us understand ourselves. Psychology can give language to experiences that were once difficult to explain. Science can help us recognize patterns in our behavior that we may have never noticed before.</p><p>But there is one question we rarely ask:</p><p><strong>Is understanding an explanation about emotions the same as understanding our own emotions?</strong></p><p>Perhaps not.</p><p>A person can read a hundred books about sadness and still be unable to sit with their own grief.</p><p>Someone can listen to a thousand podcasts about trauma and still run away whenever an old wound begins to rise to the surface.</p><p>Someone can understand terms such as <em>self-awareness</em>, <em>emotional regulation</em>, <em>attachment</em>, <em>the inner child</em>, and <em>healing</em>, yet still use all that knowledge to explain themselves without ever truly confronting themselves.</p><p>Perhaps this is where we need to reconsider the way we understand the term <strong>emotional intelligence</strong>. Not to suggest that the concept has no value, but to ask whether we have sometimes gone too far in separating intelligence from emotion&#8212;as though emotion only becomes valuable once it has been analyzed by the mind.</p><p>Because long before human beings understood theories about emotion, they were already feeling. A baby cries before it knows the definition of sadness. Human beings experience fear before they understand the theory of anxiety.</p><p>We can feel loss before we learn the concept of grief. We can love before we ever read a theory about attachment.</p><p>Emotions do not wait for education before they appear. They already exist as part of the experience of being human.</p><h2>Intelligence Belongs to Thought, but Emotion Belongs to the Experience of Being Human</h2><p>To me, <em>intelligence</em> is connected to the brain: the ability to understand, analyze, remember, connect information, recognize patterns, and solve problems.</p><p>Intelligence works through thought. It can be studied, developed, tested, and used to understand the world. Emotion, however, has a different nature. Emotion is not merely information. It is an experience.</p><p>We do not need someone to explain what pain feels like when we lose someone we love. Our bodies and consciousness experience that loss before we ever find the words to describe it. We do not need a theory to know that humiliation can hurt. We do not need a book to understand that betrayal can destroy trust.</p><p>We may need language to explain what we feel, but we do not need language for those feelings to exist. Perhaps, then, the problem is not that we lack <em>emotional intelligence</em>. Perhaps the deeper problem is that we have lost <strong>awareness of what is happening within ourselves</strong>.</p><p>We feel angry, but we do not ask why. We feel jealous, but refuse to admit it. We feel afraid, but call it hatred. We feel hurt, but choose to attack. We feel insecure, but try to control others. We feel small, and so we search for someone we can make feel even smaller. And when all of this happens without awareness, emotions are no longer simply something we experience.</p><p>They begin to take control of us.</p><h2>Human Beings Do Not Need to Learn How to Have Emotions</h2><p>There is a difference between <strong>having emotions</strong> and <strong>understanding emotions</strong>. Human beings do not need to learn how to have emotions. We are emotional by nature.</p><p>What we may need to learn is how to recognize what we are feeling, how to make space for emotion without allowing it to destroy us, and how to take responsibility for the actions that arise from it.</p><p>But even that process, at its deepest level, is not simply a matter of memorizing theories. A person may know every step of <em>emotional regulation</em>, yet when anger arrives, that knowledge does not automatically become awareness.</p><p>Because there is a difference between knowing that we are supposed to remain calm and truly recognizing what is happening inside us when we lose our calm.</p><p>Knowledge says:</p><p><strong>&#8220;Anger is an emotional response.&#8221;</strong></p><p>Awareness says: <strong>&#8220;I am angry.&#8221;</strong></p><p>Knowledge says: <strong>&#8220;Trauma can influence behavior.&#8221; </strong>Awareness says: <strong>&#8220;Perhaps I am reacting this way not only because of what that person did, but because something within me has been touched.&#8221;</strong></p><p>Knowledge explains the human being from the outside. Awareness allows a human being to see themselves from within. The two do not have to be enemies.</p><p>But neither can completely replace the other.</p><h2>We Live in an Age That Explains Feelings Too Much</h2><p>Ironically, the more people talk about mental health, emotions, trauma, and healing, the greater the possibility that we become trapped in a new form of escape.</p><p>We begin consuming explanations about ourselves as a substitute for actually confronting ourselves. We watch videos about trauma. Then we feel as though we already understand our own trauma.</p><p>We listen to podcasts about healing. Then we feel as though we are already growing. We share quotes about awareness. Then we mistake that for actually becoming aware.</p><p>But knowing something does not always mean living it. A person can speak about love while continuing to hurt the people closest to them. Someone can talk about empathy while never truly listening. Someone can speak about healing while using their wounds as an excuse to wound others. And someone can speak about <em>emotional intelligence</em> while being exceptionally skilled at manipulating the emotions of others.</p><p>This is where the problem lies. <strong>The ability to understand another person's emotions does not automatically mean that someone has a moral awareness of their own actions.</strong></p><p>A person can be extremely skilled at recognizing someone else's fears and still use those fears to control them. They can understand another person's insecurities and use them to humiliate them. They can recognize someone's weaknesses and turn them into weapons.</p><p>Is that intelligence?</p><p>Perhaps.</p><p>But is it wisdom?</p><p>Not necessarily.</p><p>And is it awareness?</p><p>Perhaps the opposite.</p><h2>An Unhealed Wound Often Searches for Another Body to Live In</h2><p>One of the saddest realities of being human is that a wounded person does not always choose to heal. Sometimes, they choose to pass the wound on.</p><p>Someone who grew up surrounded by humiliation may become someone who humiliates others. Someone who spent their life feeling powerless may discover a sense of power by making other people afraid. Someone who was once publicly shamed may begin shaming others so they no longer have to feel like the weaker one.</p><p>Of course, not everyone who has been wounded becomes someone who wounds others. Many people choose instead to end the cycle. But when a wound is never recognized, never confronted, and continually suppressed, it can emerge in other forms.</p><p>Anger.</p><p>Control.</p><p>Manipulation.</p><p>Hatred.</p><p>Bullying.</p><p>Humiliation.</p><p>Violence.</p><p>Or a constant need to bring others down. Sometimes, a person does not truly hate the person they hurt. They are fighting something within themselves but do not know how to face it. So they search for somewhere else to release it. And too often, another human being becomes the place where they dump the pain they were never brave enough to heal.</p><p>Some people feel stronger when they succeed in making someone else feel weak. Some feel more valuable when they manage to bring another person down. Some feel safer when they have power over another person's fear. That sensation may offer temporary satisfaction. But satisfaction is not healing.</p><p>Making someone else cry will not erase the tears we once hid. Humiliating another person will not heal the humiliation we once endured. Controlling someone else will not erase the powerlessness we experienced in the past. And hurting another person will never truly heal the part of us that was once hurt. Because an unhealed wound may be transferred. But it does not disappear.</p><h2>Emotion Does Not Make Human Beings Weak</h2><p>There is a tendency in society to separate rationality from emotion, as though the less a person feels, the stronger they become. But someone who rejects their emotions is not necessarily strong. Sometimes, they are simply afraid.</p><p>We are often taught not to cry.</p><p>Not to be too sensitive.</p><p>Not to be angry.</p><p>Not to be afraid.</p><p>Not to show weakness.</p><p>As a result, human beings become experts at hiding themselves. But suppressed emotions do not always disappear. They simply find another language. Sadness that is never allowed to surface can become anger. Fear can become a need for control. Insecurity can become arrogance. Loneliness can become dependence. And a wound that is never given space can become hatred toward people who were never actually responsible for causing it.</p><p>That is why emotional awareness does not mean that we must always remain calm. Awareness does not mean that we are never allowed to be angry. It does not mean that we should never cry. It does not mean that we must always be positive.</p><p>Awareness begins when we dare to say:</p><p><strong>I am angry.</strong></p><p><strong>I am afraid.</strong></p><p><strong>I am hurt.</strong></p><p><strong>I feel jealous.</strong></p><p><strong>I feel insecure.</strong></p><p><strong>I want to hurt someone because I feel hurt.</strong></p><p>And then we ask: <strong>What am I going to do with this feeling?</strong></p><p>That is where responsibility begins.</p><h2>Our Emotions Belong to Us, but Our Actions Are Still Choices</h2><p>We may not always be able to choose what we feel. We cannot simply command the heart not to be sad. We cannot always prevent anger from appearing. We cannot erase fear simply by telling ourselves that we should not be afraid.</p><p>Emotions arrive as part of the human experience. But the actions that follow belong to a different territory. I am allowed to be angry. But my anger does not automatically give me the right to destroy another person.</p><p>I am allowed to be hurt. But my wounds are not permission to create the same wounds in someone else's life.</p><p>I am allowed to be afraid. But my fear is not a justification for controlling the lives of others. Perhaps this is where we need to speak not only about <em>emotional intelligence</em>, but about something more fundamental: <strong>emotional awareness.</strong></p><p>The awareness to recognize what we are feeling. And then, <strong>emotional responsibility</strong>.</p><p>The responsibility not to use our emotions as an excuse for destructive behavior. Because perhaps emotional maturity is not about becoming someone who no longer experiences negative emotions.</p><p>That would be impossible.</p><p>Perhaps maturity means being able to say:</p><blockquote><p><strong>&#8220;I feel all of this, but I will not allow these feelings to determine everything I become.&#8221;</strong></p></blockquote><h2>Awareness Does Not Always Come from Books</h2><p>Books matter. Science matters. Psychology matters.</p><p>Therapy and professional support can also provide an incredibly valuable space for many people. But these things are tools.</p><p>They are not replacements for the courage to meet ourselves. No book can feel your sadness for you. No podcast can cry in your place. No expert can go through the process of accepting your life for you.</p><p>No theory can make the decision to stop passing your wounds on to others. Other people can show us the way. But in the end, we are the ones who must walk it.</p><p>And perhaps that is what we often forget. We live in a world overflowing with information about how to become conscious, yet information itself is not consciousness.</p><p>We can know the definition of silence without ever truly sitting in silence. We can understand theories about love without ever learning how to love honestly. We can talk about healing without ever daring to open the wound. We can explain emotions without ever truly feeling what is happening within our own bodies and souls.</p><p><strong>Knowledge speaks about emotion.</strong></p><p><strong>Awareness experiences emotion.</strong></p><p>Knowledge can give us a map.</p><p>But awareness is the journey.</p><h2>Becoming a Conscious Human Being</h2><p>Perhaps human beings do not need more reasons to deny their emotions. Perhaps what we need is the courage to become human again.</p><p>Human enough to cry without believing that tears make us weak. Human enough to feel anger without turning that anger into a weapon. Human enough to admit jealousy without destroying someone else. Human enough to acknowledge fear without hiding it behind violence. Human enough to say, <em>&#8220;I am hurt,&#8221;</em> without feeling the need to hurt someone else so that our pain feels justified.</p><p>Because perhaps healing does not begin when we finally find the perfect theory to explain ourselves. Perhaps healing begins when we stop running away from what we already know deep within us.</p><p>When we stop blaming everyone else for something we need to confront within ourselves. When we stop turning our wounds into an identity. When we stop searching for new victims to pay for old suffering. And when we finally dare to look inward and say:</p><p><strong>&#8220;These are my emotions. This is my wound. I did not choose everything that happened to me, but I still have a choice in what I do with what happened next.&#8221;</strong></p><p>Perhaps that is where human awareness truly begins. Not when we know every theory about emotion. Not when we can perfectly use psychological terminology.</p><p>Not when we appear calm, positive, or completely healed. But when we can feel without losing ourselves.</p><p>When we can recognize our wounds without using them as an excuse to wound others. When we can understand that within us exist anger, fear, sadness, love, jealousy, hope, and darkness&#8212;and that all of them are part of the experience of being human.</p><p>Because human beings are not machines that need to be repaired so they no longer have emotions. Human beings are creatures who live through experience. We think, but we also feel. We analyze, but we also cry. We try to understand the world, but we are also wounded by it.</p><p>And perhaps the highest form of awareness is not when a human being succeeds in eliminating every dark part of themselves.</p><p>Perhaps it is when they recognize that darkness&#8212;and choose not to allow it to rule their lives. In the end, perhaps we do not truly lack <em>emotional intelligence</em>.</p><p>What we often lack is something far simpler, yet far more difficult: <strong>the courage to be honest about what we are feeling.</strong></p><p>Because someone who can say, <strong>&#8220;I am hurt, but I do not want to hurt others,&#8221;</strong></p><p>may have reached something that a thousand books could never give them. They have begun to know themselves. And perhaps that is where true healing begins.</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Spirituality Is Not Religion]]></title><description><![CDATA[Consciousness, Duality, Inner Wounds, and the Balance of the Universe]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/spirituality-is-not-religion</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/spirituality-is-not-religion</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2026 18:21:41 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!OBfW!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F039451c5-1876-4a7a-a2a6-ad073558fe49_940x788.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p>There is a common misunderstanding when people talk about spirituality: spirituality is immediately equated with religion. As though anyone who speaks about spirituality must be speaking about a particular religion, and anyone who seeks a spiritual experience outside a religious institution must therefore be doing something wrong.</p><p>Yet religion and spirituality are not entirely synonymous.</p><p>Religion can be a spiritual path for someone. It can provide language, tradition, ethics, community, symbols, and a framework for understanding humanity's relationship with something transcendent. But spirituality itself encompasses something much broader. It touches questions of existence, consciousness, the relationship we have with ourselves, with others, with nature, with life, with death, and with something beyond what human beings are capable of fully understanding.</p><p>For that reason, spirituality should not always be reduced to merely being "religious" or "devout."</p><p>Religious devotion can be part of spirituality. But spirituality speaks to something broader: <strong>an awareness of existence as a whole.</strong></p><h2>Religion and Spirituality Are Not Enemies</h2><p>Distinguishing religion from spirituality does not mean that they must be placed against each other.</p><p>Quite the opposite.</p><p>A person can discover profound spirituality through religion. Prayer, meditation, silence, rituals, service, reflection, and moral teachings can become ways of leading someone deeper into themselves and into their relationship with life.</p><p>The problem begins when religion stops at form.</p><p>A person can know countless rules without understanding their meaning. They can memorize teachings without knowing themselves. They can speak about love while still being governed by hatred. They can speak about forgiveness while never having the courage to confront the wounds that make forgiveness difficult.</p><p>At that point, religion can become merely an external identity and structure.</p><p>Religion itself is not the problem. The problem is when <strong>religion loses the spiritual consciousness that is supposed to give it life.</strong></p><p>Religion without depth can become ritual without transformation.</p><p>At the same time, spiritual searching without reflection and responsibility can also lead someone toward unhealthy conclusions. Spirituality does not mean being free from discipline, values, or accountability.</p><p>The two can exist together.</p><p>Religion can be the path.</p><p>Spirituality is the depth of the journey.</p><h2>Spirituality Is Not Simply About Being "Good"</h2><p>There is another misconception that a spiritual person must always be calm, loving, peaceful, positive, and seemingly free from inner conflict.</p><p>I believe that image is far too shallow.</p><p>Spiritual awareness does not mean that a person has no darkness within them.</p><p>Spiritual awareness may actually begin when a person <strong>dares to acknowledge that darkness exists.</strong></p><p>Human beings experience fear, envy, anger, ego, the desire for control, the need for validation, jealousy, loneliness, loss, and countless contradictions.</p><p>Denying all of these things in the name of "being light" is not necessarily depth.</p><p>Sometimes, it is simply another form of escape.</p><p>A person can speak about love while hiding their hatred. They can speak about peace while refusing to acknowledge the conflict taking place within them. They can speak about purity while never having the courage to examine how ego operates behind their behavior.</p><p>A more mature spirituality does not ask us to pretend that darkness does not exist.</p><p>It asks us to <strong>see it.</strong></p><p>Not to glorify darkness, but to understand it.</p><h2>Knowing Ourselves Through Our Wounds</h2><p>This is why people with deep spiritual awareness often undergo profound processes of self-discovery.</p><p>Knowing yourself is not merely knowing what you like, whom you love, what career you want, or how you want other people to perceive you.</p><p>Deeper self-knowledge means having the courage to ask:</p><p>Why do I react this way?</p><p>Why does rejection hurt me so deeply?</p><p>Why do I keep seeking validation?</p><p>Why am I afraid of being abandoned?</p><p>Why do I struggle to trust other people?</p><p>Why do I keep repeating the same patterns?</p><p>What am I actually hiding from myself?</p><p>Questions like these can lead a person into uncomfortable territories within themselves.</p><p>There, they may discover old wounds, fears, unresolved experiences, unmet emotional needs, or parts of themselves they have spent years rejecting.</p><p>And that process is not always beautiful.</p><p>Sometimes we have to go through loneliness.</p><p>Sometimes we have to experience loss.</p><p>Sometimes our image of ourselves has to break apart.</p><p>Sometimes we have to accept that the person we have always considered an "enemy" may simply be reflecting something within us that remains unresolved.</p><p>This is where spirituality can become a process of transformation.</p><p><strong>Not escaping our wounds, but having the courage to understand them.</strong></p><p>Because wounds that remain unexamined can continue to control us from beneath our conscious awareness.</p><h2>Duality: Light and Darkness</h2><p>This is where spirituality becomes something broader than religion or religious devotion.</p><p>The universe itself reveals duality throughout human experience.</p><p>There is day and night.</p><p>Birth and death.</p><p>Expansion and contraction.</p><p>Giving and receiving.</p><p>Inhaling and exhaling.</p><p>Order and chaos.</p><p>Creation and destruction.</p><p>Silence and sound.</p><p>We live in a world that continuously moves through pairs of seemingly opposing forces.</p><p>Yet opposition does not always mean that one side must destroy the other.</p><p>Often, it is the relationship between the two that creates balance.</p><p>We would not understand light in the same way if we had never known darkness.</p><p>We would not understand loss without attachment.</p><p>We would not understand courage without fear.</p><p>We would not understand silence without noise.</p><p>Perhaps, then, the question is not whether we should choose light or darkness.</p><p>The question is <strong>whether we can understand the place of both within the whole.</strong></p><h2>Human Beings Cannot Live in Blinding Light</h2><p>Imagine someone walking through a place of complete darkness.</p><p>They cannot see the path.</p><p>But imagine someone standing beneath a light so intense that their eyes are unable to see anything at all.</p><p>In both situations, the person can lose their way.</p><p>Even excessive light can become a form of blindness.</p><p>This analogy becomes particularly meaningful when applied to spiritual life.</p><p>Human beings cannot walk only through blinding light. We need light to see, but we also need the ability to understand the spaces that cannot immediately be seen.</p><p>Likewise, we cannot make darkness our only home. Darkness left unexamined can become destructive.</p><p>What we need, therefore, is not the elimination of one side.</p><p>What we need is <strong>balance and awareness.</strong></p><p>Light gives direction.</p><p>Darkness gives depth.</p><p>Light allows us to see the world.</p><p>Darkness often forces us to look within.</p><h2>When Religion Becomes Only Light</h2><p>There is a form of religious thinking that becomes so afraid of "darkness" that every difficult aspect of human existence must be hidden.</p><p>Sadness must immediately be covered with positive words.</p><p>Anger must immediately be labeled as something bad without ever understanding its roots.</p><p>Questions are treated as weakness of faith.</p><p>Doubt is treated as deviation.</p><p>Inner wounds are interpreted as a lack of gratitude.</p><p>Eventually, a person may learn how to <strong>appear good</strong>, without ever learning how to become conscious.</p><p>But human beings do not become whole by rejecting the parts of themselves that make them uncomfortable.</p><p>If someone only learns to love the bright parts of themselves while continuously suppressing their darkness, that darkness does not simply disappear.</p><p>It merely moves somewhere more hidden.</p><p>And something that is suppressed without being understood can emerge in other forms: anger, manipulation, hatred, an addiction to validation, unhealthy relationships, or contradictory behavior.</p><p>This is why mature spirituality does not only ask:</p><p>"How can I become better?"</p><p>It also asks:</p><p><strong>"What exists within me that I have not yet understood?"</strong></p><h2>Spirituality as Integration</h2><p>Perhaps this is one of the deepest meanings of spirituality: <strong>integration.</strong></p><p>Not becoming perfect.</p><p>Not becoming a person without wounds.</p><p>Not becoming a person who possesses only light.</p><p>But becoming a person who recognizes the entirety of themselves.</p><p>We acknowledge that we can love and hate.</p><p>We can be strong and vulnerable at the same time.</p><p>We can possess wisdom and ignorance.</p><p>We can be compassionate while still carrying an ego.</p><p>We can experience peace while carrying wounds.</p><p>Accepting these realities does not mean justifying all of our behavior.</p><p>There is a profound difference between <strong>acknowledging that a part of ourselves exists</strong> and <strong>allowing that part to control our lives.</strong></p><p>I can acknowledge that I have anger without making anger my identity.</p><p>I can acknowledge that I have wounds without allowing those wounds to determine my entire future.</p><p>I can acknowledge my ego without surrendering myself to it.</p><p>Awareness creates a distance between "I am experiencing something" and "I am that thing."</p><p>And within that distance, there can be room for transformation.</p><h2>The Universe as a Whole</h2><p>If spirituality is understood this deeply, then it no longer speaks only about human beings.</p><p>It speaks about our relationship with the whole.</p><p>We are part of nature, not something completely separate from it.</p><p>Our bodies are made from the same matter that exists throughout nature.</p><p>We breathe through systems that are interconnected with other forms of life.</p><p>We exist through cycles of energy, water, food, light, time, and death.</p><p>Even death is not simply the opposite of life in the most straightforward sense. Death is part of the cycle that allows other forms of life to emerge.</p><p>Therefore, duality may not be understood as two completely separate realities, but as two dimensions existing within one whole.</p><p>Light and darkness are not two different universes.</p><p>They are part of the same experience of existence.</p><h2>Spirituality Does Not Have to Mean Rejecting Religion</h2><p>Therefore, saying that "spirituality is broader than religion" does not have to be an attack on religion.</p><p>In fact, a religious person can possess extraordinarily deep spirituality.</p><p>A person can pray while also engaging in introspection.</p><p>They can follow tradition while still questioning themselves.</p><p>They can believe in God while recognizing that their understanding of God is always limited by the boundaries of being human.</p><p>They can practice rituals without turning those rituals into substitutes for consciousness.</p><p>What should be avoided is the belief that <strong>a label automatically creates depth.</strong></p><p>Not everyone who calls themselves spiritual has truly come to know themselves.</p><p>Not everyone who is religious has truly understood the meaning of their religion.</p><p>And not everyone who is unaffiliated with a religion lacks spirituality.</p><p>Human beings are far more complex than the labels placed upon them.</p><h2>Spirituality Does Not Mean Being Without Direction</h2><p>There is another important distinction.</p><p>Saying that spirituality transcends religion does not mean that every inner experience is automatically true.</p><p>Feelings are not always facts.</p><p>Intuition is not always accurate.</p><p>A spiritual experience does not automatically make someone wiser.</p><p>Therefore, spirituality also requires reflection, humility, the willingness to question oneself, and the ability to acknowledge that we can be wrong.</p><p>The more someone believes they are "enlightened," the more important it becomes for them to examine their own ego.</p><p>Because ego can even disguise itself as spirituality.</p><p>It can say:</p><p><em>"I am more conscious than they are."</em></p><p><em>"I am more spiritual than other people."</em></p><p><em>"They have not understood what I have already understood."</em></p><p>At that point, spiritual searching can become a new identity that actually prevents consciousness.</p><p>True spiritual depth is not about feeling superior.</p><p>If anything, it makes a person increasingly aware of their own limitations.</p><h2>Ultimately, Spirituality Is a Journey Home</h2><p>Perhaps spirituality is ultimately not about discovering a new label.</p><p>It is not about becoming "more holy."</p><p>It is not about escaping the world.</p><p>Nor is it about rejecting religion.</p><p>Spirituality is a journey toward <strong>a more complete awareness of existence.</strong></p><p>It is about knowing who we are when no one else is watching.</p><p>It is about understanding the wounds we have carried.</p><p>It is about making peace with the parts of ourselves we once rejected.</p><p>It is about knowing when to hold on and when to let go.</p><p>It is about understanding that life does not always have to be forced into light.</p><p>It is about accepting that there are things that can only be understood through darkness.</p><p>And perhaps most importantly, it is about realizing that we do not exist as isolated beings completely separate from the universe.</p><p>We are part of the whole.</p><p>Light exists within us.</p><p>Darkness exists within us.</p><p>Neither has to become the enemy of the other.</p><p>What we need is the awareness not to allow either one to dominate the entirety of who we are.</p><p>Because the person who truly knows themselves is not someone who has erased their darkness.</p><p>They are someone who <strong>has dared to bring light into it.</strong></p><p>And perhaps that is the greatest difference between merely knowing about spirituality and truly experiencing it:</p><p><strong>One seeks light in order to escape darkness; the other understands that light and darkness are both part of the journey toward wholeness.</strong></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[I Surender to Love ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes Poetry Series]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/i-surender-to-love</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/i-surender-to-love</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2026 15:44:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!7d-A!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F26453dbb-39f1-46df-b84e-65beb187b1ab_1079x1133.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p></p><blockquote><p><em><strong>I surrender to love </strong></em></p><p><em><strong>lead me astray into the mists of Scotland,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>where longing celebrates its quiet triumph in solitude.</strong></em></p><p></p><p><em><strong>Let me hide within that fog,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>to build a world of two,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>after fleeing the restless heartbeat of London.</strong></em></p><p></p><p><em><strong>The black and white of the piano</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>have learned new shades of melody,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>ascending and falling like waves of forgiveness.</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>I long to fill the empty space beside you, </strong></em></p><p><em><strong>by that piano that no longer speaks</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>in monochrome.</strong></em></p><p></p><p><em><strong>I want to taste the stillness of my soul&#8217;s growth,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>after graduating from all the lessons</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>Oxford could offer the spirit.</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>I know you wait for me</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>at the harbor of Hull, </strong></em></p><p><em><strong>where every journey folds itself back into silence,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>and the heart finds its shore.</strong></em></p><p></p><p><em><strong>Bring me home.</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>I have wandered too long</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>through the narrow, spellbound streets of York,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>chasing illusions of love</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>that led me away from destiny.</strong></em></p><p></p><p><em><strong>I have pursued the light of Brighton, </strong></em></p><p><em><strong>a brightness that pleases the eyes</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>but leaves the soul unfed.</strong></em></p><p></p><p><em><strong>Take me to Birmingham,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>where the delayed of beautiful taste</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>finally dance in one rhythm,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>within a silence that knows its meaning.</strong></em></p><p></p><p><em><strong>I want to witness the most beautiful sight of my life;</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>you, writing the lyrics of our story,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>and playing them softly upon that piano.</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>I want to feed you little bites of sweetness</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>as we shape the outlines of our tales &#8212;</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>stories the children of the Universe will one day cherish.</strong></em></p><p></p><p><em><strong>Let me hold your hand,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>trace the silver through your hair,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>and sit with you among the literary festivals of Edinburgh, </strong></em></p><p><em><strong>watching our children recite the poems and novels</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>woven from the long pilgrimage</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>of our entwined souls,</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>and sing once more the songs</strong></em></p><p><em><strong>you once wrote about us.</strong></em></p></blockquote><p></p><p><em>Yohanes Kabes</em> </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[When the Ego Wears the Robe of Religion: Why Superiority Destroys Human Freedom]]></title><description><![CDATA[I spent many years of my life immersed in religion.]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/when-the-ego-wears-the-robe-of-religion</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/when-the-ego-wears-the-robe-of-religion</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2026 16:36:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure 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/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!aW0W!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_1456, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fae46919b-61d3-443b-80e9-df6eb7ffd179_940x788.png 1456w" sizes="100vw"><img src="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!aW0W!,w_1456,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fae46919b-61d3-443b-80e9-df6eb7ffd179_940x788.png" width="940" height="788" 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/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!aW0W!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_1456, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_auto, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fae46919b-61d3-443b-80e9-df6eb7ffd179_940x788.png 1456w" sizes="100vw" fetchpriority="high"></picture><div class="image-link-expand"><div class="pencraft pc-display-flex pc-gap-8 pc-reset"><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container restack-image"><svg aria-hidden="true" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 20 20" fill="none" stroke-width="1.5" stroke="var(--color-fg-primary)" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg"><g><path d="M2.53001 7.81595C3.49179 4.73911 6.43281 2.5 9.91173 2.5C13.1684 2.5 15.9537 4.46214 17.0852 7.23684L17.6179 8.67647M17.6179 8.67647L18.5002 4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p></p><p>I spent many years of my life immersed in religion. That experience led me to realize that humanity's greatest problem may not lie in religion itself, but in the human ego, which is capable of turning anything into a tool for feeling superior to others.</p><p></p><p>One of the phrases I heard most often was, "Human beings are the noblest of all creatures." At first, I regarded this as a beautiful teaching. But the more I reflected on it, the more I realized that the statement is often presented without a clear explanation of what "nobility" truly means. When the idea is not accompanied by humility, compassion, moral responsibility, and the willingness to question oneself, it can easily transform into a sense of superiority.</p><p>The problem is not the word &#8220;noble&#8221;. The problem begins when the ego takes control of what nobility means.</p><p>The ego constantly seeks validation. It wants to be the most righteous, the holiest, the smartest, the most patriotic, the most moral, or the closest to God. The ego is never satisfied with simply being good; it longs to be better than everyone else. That is where superiority is born.</p><p>Ironically, the more a person depends on superiority, the more fragile they become. Their self-worth no longer arises from character or wisdom, but from the social position they believe they occupy. As a result, whenever someone criticizes their beliefs, challenges their group, or refuses to acknowledge their perceived superiority, they experience it as an attack on their very identity.</p><p>In that moment, they lose control over their own emotions.</p><p>A person who lives through superiority is not truly free. Their happiness depends on the approval of others. Their anger depends on the criticism of others. Even the way they perceive reality depends on whether they still believe they stand above everyone else.</p><p>In other words, superiority is not a source of strength&#8212;it is a form of dependency.</p><p>This phenomenon is not unique to religion. Politics, nationalism, ethnicity, race, education, social status, and even morality can all become sources of superiority. Whatever the identity may be, the mechanism remains the same: the ego searches for something that justifies why it deserves greater worth than others.</p><p>Religion, however, occupies a unique position because it speaks about truth, salvation, and the meaning of life. When religious teachings become intertwined with an immature ego, people may begin to believe that they are not merely better than others, but that they possess the moral authority to judge those who are different.</p><p></p><p>This is precisely why literacy is so essential.</p><p>Literacy is not merely the ability to read sacred texts or memorize doctrines. It is the ability to understand context, think critically, appreciate multiple perspectives, and recognize the limitations of one's own understanding. A literate person does not turn faith into a weapon. Instead, they allow faith to deepen compassion rather than expand hatred.</p><p>Unfortunately, when literacy is weak, slogans become more persuasive than reflection. People find it easier to memorize than to understand. They become quicker to defend their group's identity than to ask whether their own behavior truly reflects the values they claim to uphold.</p><p>Within society, the dynamics of majority groups also deserve careful attention. When a group becomes socially, culturally, or politically dominant, its influence naturally grows. If that influence is not balanced by self-criticism, respect for the rights of others, and the recognition that every human being possesses equal dignity, the risk of discrimination and the abuse of power inevitably increases. The problem is not majority status itself, but how power is understood and exercised.</p><p></p><p>For this reason, I believe humanity's greatest problem is not religion, politics, or ideology. These are merely vessels. The true root of the problem is an immature ego.</p><p></p><p>An immature ego always needs an enemy in order to feel righteous.</p><p>It needs another group in order to feel holy.</p><p>It needs someone it considers inferior in order to feel superior.</p><p>Yet a truly mature human being does not require superiority to recognize their own worth.</p><p>They do not lose their dignity when they are insulted.</p><p>They do not become arrogant when they are praised.</p><p>They do not hate simply because others are different.</p><p>They do not require the victory of an identity in order to experience inner peace.</p><p>Perhaps this is where genuine human nobility truly resides.</p><p></p><p>Nobility is not the ability to stand above others, but the ability to master one's ego when given every opportunity to feel superior. For the freest human beings are not those who always win arguments, but those whose sense of worth no longer depends on the need to be greater than anyone else.</p><p>As long as the ego continues to crave superiority, humanity will continue to invent reasons to hate. But when human beings learn to overcome their own ego, religion, science, politics, and every identity they possess can once again become instruments for serving life rather than dominating one another.</p><p></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[VALKASON: Wearable Literature Collection]]></title><description><![CDATA[VALKASON FASHION COLLECTION]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/valkason-wearable-literature-collection</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/valkason-wearable-literature-collection</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2026 16:38:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!byUL!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fd0777081-7bf4-43f9-87f0-a96289c45917_5313x1875.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div 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y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p><strong>You&#8217;re not a trend. You are a story.</strong></p><p>VALKASON is an independent fashion brand founded by Yohanes Kabes, built on the belief that clothing can become a language, one that carries memory, emotion, and meaning beyond appearance. Rather than following fleeting trends, VALKASON creates garments that invite people to wear stories, ideas, and personal journeys.</p><p>At the heart of the brand is <strong>Wearable Literature</strong>, VALKASON&#8217;s signature creative concept. Each collection begins not with sketches, but with poetry. Every metaphor, symbol, personification, imagery, and other figurative language woven into a poem is carefully interpreted and transformed into abstract visual elements. These elements are then woven throughout the fabric, creating original textile patterns that preserve the poem's emotional essence without illustrating it literally.</p><p>The debut collection, <strong><a href="https://yohaneskabes.com/product-category/spiritualawakening/">Spiritual Awakening</a></strong>, explores the quiet journey of transformation within the human soul. Inspired by Yohanes Kabes&#8217; poetry, each garment reflects moments of searching, surrender, healing, hope, and renewal. The abstract compositions are not merely decorative; they are visual narratives that convey emotional depth, allowing each piece to become an intimate dialogue among literature, art, and fashion.</p><p>Every thread tells a story. Every pattern holds a metaphor. Every garment becomes an invitation to wear not only fashion, but a journey of awakening.</p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!guJS!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fcda5f988-bd0f-4e65-b8c5-3de06135e92c_1890x1890.jpeg" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!guJS!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_424, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fcda5f988-bd0f-4e65-b8c5-3de06135e92c_1890x1890.jpeg 424w, /__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!guJS!, 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The First Poem That Inspired the Collection</h3><p></p><h4><span>The Unkind Wings</span></h4><p><span>by Yohanes Kabes</span></p><blockquote><p><em><span>How many times have you been drawn into this dark,</span></em></p><p><em><span>Even your roots pierce deep into the heart of the earth.</span></em></p><p><em><span>Standing there, dancing with the wind,</span></em></p><p><em><span>Struck by storm and rain; yet still you stand.</span></em></p><p><em><span>When the sun comes, and the dark reveals your light,</span></em></p><p><em><span>Those unkind wings fly to your branch,</span></em></p><p><em><span>Perching on your right hand, just for a while;</span></em></p><p><em><span>Then slipping away through your open palm.</span></em></p><p><em><span>Those greedy claws clutch onto you,</span></em></p><p><em><span>Coming and going, leaving scars.</span></em></p><p><em><span>They build their homes upon your body,</span></em></p><p><em><span>Then leave them uncared, forgotten.</span></em></p><p><em><span>You, the branch that still holds on,</span></em></p><p><em><span>Drawing water from the deep to bear fruit.</span></em></p><p><em><span>You, the quencher of thirst, yet never remembered,</span></em></p><p><em><span>The light that strangles itself.</span></em></p><p><em><span>The season of your silence runs deep.</span></em></p><p><em><span>How long must the mask come undone?</span></em></p><p><em><span>A hundred years? Two thousand?</span></em></p><p><em><span>Even when autumn arrives,</span></em></p><p><em><span>still, you remain, a palace of love.</span></em></p></blockquote><p><span>The poem &#8220;The Unkind Wings&#8221; portrays a figure who continues to give without ceasing, despite a life marked by wounds and disappointments. This figure is likened to an ancient tree whose roots penetrate deep into the earth. Time and again, it has endured darkness, storms, and rain, yet it remains standing. The tree symbolizes a person of extraordinary resilience; someone who stays strong when life is unkind, remains present when others walk away, and chooses to endure even when the burdens they carry are far from light.</span></p><p><span>The birds with their &#8220;Unkind Wings&#8221; symbolize people who come only when they need something. They perch for a moment, seeking shelter, comfort, or benefit, and then depart without a second thought. The greedy claws that leave scars represent exploitative relationships: people who build their hopes, homes, and dependence upon another person&#8217;s kindness, yet lack the loyalty to nurture or appreciate what they have received. The tree continues to bear fruit, draw water from the depths, and quench the thirst of others, but its generosity goes unnoticed and unremembered. It becomes a source of light for those around it, while slowly suffocating itself in the process, sacrificing its own needs and carrying its hidden wounds to sustain others.</span></p><p><span>Yet the poem does not end in bitterness. Instead, its closing lines reveal one of the most radical forms of love: the ability to remain a place of refuge even after being hurt repeatedly. The &#8220;season of silence&#8221; suggests suffering that has been endured for so long that it has become woven into the very fabric of one&#8217;s being. The question of whether it will take a hundred years or two thousand hints at the long wait for masks to fall away and truth to finally reveal itself. Even when autumn arrives, the season of loss, aging, and farewell, the tree does not transform into resentment. It remains &#8220;a palace of love,&#8221; open and welcoming to all who seek shelter beneath its branches. In this way, the poem speaks to the paradox of a wounded soul that refuses to abandon compassion: it is about the strength to keep loving without becoming bitter, and the quiet dignity of those who give far more than they have ever received.</span></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="https://yohaneskabes.com/product/recycled-hockey-fan-jersey-2/" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!bECU!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_424, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F5bf0f25f-1f8c-45b1-a2cb-1c439a76fa05_1080x1080.jpeg 424w, /__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!bECU!, 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y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p><strong>VALKASON&#174;</strong><br>Poetry-to-Textile&#8482; &#8212; A Literary Fashion Method by Yohanes Kabes.<br>&#169; 2026 Yohanes Kabes. All Rights Reserved.</p><p>&#8220;THE FORGOTTEN VESSEL by Valkason&#8221;</p><p>&#8203;&#8221;Inspired by a poem that unveils the quiet exhaustion of a people pleaser, a soul that keeps giving until it forgets its own existence. This design portrays the human figure as the branch of a withered tree, still, fragile, yet constantly becoming a resting place for other lives. The branches are depicted in white, glowing softly against a black background, a symbol of light seen from afar, slowly sinking into deep darkness. Along the sleeves, birds are shown flying toward him and going, representing the souls who come seeking warmth, unaware that the branch itself has long been weary from holding the world. The glowing branches in the darkness appear to restrain the wearer&#8217;s body, symbolizing how we can sometimes be too kind and too sincere, unable to set healthy boundaries. In the end, the very light we offer to others can return to bind us, becoming the force that holds us captive.</p><p>&#8220;He stood still, a vessel of warmth, until the light in his bark began to fade.&#8221;</p><p>&#8220;The Forgotten Vessel&#8221; is a wearable poem, a visual prayer for those who give too much, and a gentle reminder that even the quietest light deserves to rest and be refilled.&#8221;</p><p></p><h3>2. The Second Poem That Inspired the Collection</h3><p></p><h4><span>Rooted in Silence</span></h4><p><span>By Yohanes Kabes</span></p><blockquote><p><em><span>To you, the forsaken branches,</span></em></p><p><em><span>cut down by force,</span></em></p><p><em><span>severed from your source of life,</span></em></p><p><em><span>gazed upon as something unworthy of light.</span></em></p><p><em><span>To the pond fish,</span></em></p><p><em><span>judged by the surface of the water,</span></em></p><p><em><span>ensnared by manipulative hooks,</span></em></p><p><em><span>strung with the nylon of hidden agendas&#8212;</span></em></p><p><em><span>they do not know the voice of the deepest water.</span></em></p><p><em><span>You bear fruit, yet are cast into shadow.</span></em></p><p><em><span>Seized by hands that climb their egos</span></em></p><p><em><span>to reach the dizzying heights of validation.</span></em></p><p><em><span>Victims of a thirst for power and control,</span></em></p><p><em><span>they cut away the very ground beneath their feet</span></em></p><p><em><span>to crown themselves kings within their own narrow domains.</span></em></p><p><em><span>They see you as a mere pebble,</span></em></p><p><em><span>tossed aside, buried in the depths.</span></em></p><p><em><span>Yet their blindness will crumble the throne</span></em></p><p><em><span>they so proudly occupy.</span></em></p><p><em><span>You are a seed, nourished by hidden moisture,</span></em></p><p><em><span>a cutting from a branch long discarded.</span></em></p><p><em><span>Even in the pitch of darkness, in the heart of isolation,</span></em></p><p><em><span>there is always a way for roots to stretch and grow.</span></em></p><p><em><span>You will rise.</span></em></p><p><em><span>Embrace the silence, dance with your solitude.</span></em></p><p><em><span>Show them that loneliness is not your enemy, but your beloved.</span></em></p><p><em><span>For one day, you will outgrow the thrones they built of ego.</span></em></p><p><em><span>You will reach for the stars, rooted still, calm,</span></em></p><p><em><span>and quietly blooming in the dark.</span></em></p></blockquote><p><span>This poem, &#8220;Rooted in Silence,&#8221; tells the story of those who have been rejected, underestimated, and pushed to the margins, yet who still carry within themselves the possibility of life and renewal. The &#8220;forsaken branches&#8221; symbolize people who have been cut off from communities, relationships, opportunities, or systems that once gave them a sense of belonging. They have been judged as unworthy, denied recognition, and treated as if they no longer deserved the warmth of light. Yet the poem suggests that being cast aside does not erase one&#8217;s inherent worth. Even when disconnected from what once sustained them, something essential remains alive within them.</span></p><p><span>The images of the &#8216;pond fish, manipulative hooks, and hidden agendas&#8217; point to the ways people are often misunderstood and exploited. Others judge only what they can see on the surface, never taking the time to understand the depths of another person&#8217;s experiences, pain, wisdom, or resilience. Those driven by ego, validation, power, and control use people as stepping stones to elevate themselves. In their hunger to rule their &#8220;narrow domains,&#8221; they destroy the very foundations upon which genuine relationships and communities are built. They dismiss others as insignificant, mere pebbles buried in obscurity without realizing that such arrogance blinds them to their own fragility. The thrones they build upon pride are destined to collapse because they are founded not on truth, but on the need to dominate.</span></p><p><span>Yet the heart of the poem is profoundly hopeful. It declares that what appears discarded may actually be a &#8216;seed&#8217; preparing to grow. A cutting from an abandoned branch can still take root if it finds even the smallest hidden source of nourishment. Darkness and isolation are not portrayed as punishments but as sacred spaces of transformation, where roots quietly stretch deeper into the unseen. The invitation to &#8220;embrace the silence&#8221; and &#8220;dance with your solitude&#8221; reframes loneliness as a companion rather than an enemy. In time, those who endure rejection without losing themselves will outgrow the small kingdoms built by ego. They will rise; not through revenge or the approval of others, but through quiet perseverance. Rooted in who they truly are, they will reach for the stars while continuing to bloom with humility, grace, and strength in the dark.</span></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="https://yohaneskabes.com/product/recycled-hockey-fan-jersey/" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!267e!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_424, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F65546af4-dcca-499b-93e0-cb7fb153de69_1080x1080.jpeg 424w, /__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!267e!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_848, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_webp, 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All Rights Reserved.</p><p>&#8203;ROOTED IN SILENCE by Valkason</p><p>&#8203;Inspired by the poem &#8220;Rooted in Silence&#8221; by Yohanes Kabes, a meditation on the strength of stillness, for those who endure without being seen, who keep giving life from the depths where no light reaches. It speaks of the forgotten branches, severed from their source and deemed unworthy of the sun. This design portrays the human figure cast into darkness, reminding us that even within the deepest silence, there remains space to grow, to send our roots further, and to rise again toward the light. Along the sleeves lies the pattern of cambium; the living layer that silently forms the tree&#8217;s growth rings year after year, a reminder that every season of silence leaves its mark, a symbol that every legacy is born from the works of our hands, from the silent years of becoming, and from the solitude we have learned to befriend. Behind every detail rests a message: that silence does not mean absence, that roots grown in stillness are the truest source of life. Rooted in Silence&#8221; is a visual prayer for quiet resilience, a tribute to those who choose to grow without needing to be seen. You were once a broken branch, cast into silence, yet even broken branches hold space for new roots. In time, you will rise again, reaching for the light.</p><p></p><p><a class="footnote-anchor" data-component-name="FootnoteAnchorToDOM" id="footnote-anchor-1" href="#footnote-1" target="_self">1</a></p><p><strong>Author&#8217;s Notes</strong><br><em>Wearable Literature</em> is VALKASON's signature creative concept, where figurative language from poetry is translated into abstract textile patterns. Each design is inspired by an original poem written by Yohanes Kabes.</p><p></p><div class="footnote" data-component-name="FootnoteToDOM"><a id="footnote-1" href="#footnote-anchor-1" class="footnote-number" contenteditable="false" target="_self">1</a><div class="footnote-content"><h3>Purchase Note</h3><p>If this piece speaks to you, we invite you to make it part of your story.</p><p>This collection is <strong>available worldwide</strong>. To place your order, simply <strong>add the item to your cart</strong>. During checkout, you&#8217;ll be able to complete your purchase securely using your credit card and provide your full shipping address to ensure accurate global delivery.</p><p>Thank you for supporting VALKASON and the vision of <strong>Wearable Literature</strong>, where poetry is transformed into wearable art.</p><p>Now these designs are yours. Just check it out!!!!<br><a href="https://yohaneskabes.com/product/recycled-hockey-fan-jersey/">ROOTED IN SILENCE</a> &amp; <a href="https://yohaneskabes.com/product/recycled-hockey-fan-jersey-2/">THE FORGOTTEN VESSEL</a></p><p><br><br></p><p><br><br></p></div></div><p></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Why We So Often Misunderstand One Another]]></title><description><![CDATA[Literacy, Ego, and Emotional Wounds]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/why-we-so-often-misunderstand-one</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/why-we-so-often-misunderstand-one</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2026 16:09:22 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!gsTF!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F1673ba24-94ff-425f-bb14-af08cb1036bf_940x788.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!gsTF!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F1673ba24-94ff-425f-bb14-af08cb1036bf_940x788.png" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!gsTF!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_424, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F1673ba24-94ff-425f-bb14-af08cb1036bf_940x788.png 424w, /__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!gsTF!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_848, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F1673ba24-94ff-425f-bb14-af08cb1036bf_940x788.png 848w, /__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!gsTF!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_1272, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F1673ba24-94ff-425f-bb14-af08cb1036bf_940x788.png 1272w, /__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!gsTF!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_1456, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, 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/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!gsTF!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_1456, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_auto, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F1673ba24-94ff-425f-bb14-af08cb1036bf_940x788.png 1456w" sizes="100vw" fetchpriority="high"></picture><div class="image-link-expand"><div class="pencraft pc-display-flex pc-gap-8 pc-reset"><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container restack-image"><svg aria-hidden="true" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 20 20" fill="none" stroke-width="1.5" stroke="var(--color-fg-primary)" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg"><g><path d="M2.53001 7.81595C3.49179 4.73911 6.43281 2.5 9.91173 2.5C13.1684 2.5 15.9537 4.46214 17.0852 7.23684L17.6179 8.67647M17.6179 8.67647L18.5002 4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p>In the age of social media, information travels far faster than our ability to process it. Every day, millions of opinions are published, read, commented on, and debated within seconds. Unfortunately, this speed is not always accompanied by strong literacy, emotional maturity, or critical thinking. As a result, spaces that should foster dialogue and the exchange of ideas often become arenas of conflict filled with prejudice, insults, and personal attacks.</p><p>One of the primary reasons for this is the lack of literacy. Literacy is not merely the ability to read words on a page; it is the ability to understand context, recognize nuance, evaluate information, distinguish facts from opinions, and appreciate that many issues can be viewed from multiple perspectives. A literate person does not simply ask, "What does this text say?" but also, "What is the author actually trying to communicate?" and "Is there a broader context I should understand before reaching a conclusion?"</p><p>When literacy is lacking, people are more likely to isolate fragments of an argument, ignore its broader context, or interpret statements according to assumptions they already hold. Consequently, an opinion written with broad and nuanced meaning can be reduced to something entirely different from what the author intended. In many cases, the misunderstanding lies not in the writing itself but in the way it is interpreted.</p><p>However, literacy is only one part of the picture. The way individuals understand ideas is also shaped by their identity, life experiences, social environment, culture, education, and emotional condition. None of us approaches the world as a blank slate. We all carry experiences, beliefs, and values that influence how we interpret reality.</p><p>Problems arise when a person's identity becomes so deeply intertwined with a particular group, ideology, religion, culture, or worldview that criticism of an idea feels like a personal attack. In such circumstances, discussions cease to be a search for understanding and instead become battles to defend one's identity. Ego occupies the space where curiosity should be.</p><p>Yet personal convictions should not be mistaken for absolute truth. In diverse societies, every individual is shaped by unique experiences. Acknowledging this diversity does not mean that every viewpoint is equally valid; rather, it means recognizing that our own understanding is limited and can always be enriched by stronger evidence, better reasoning, or different perspectives. Intellectual humility is the willingness to say, "This is my understanding at the moment, but I am open to learning if there is a better explanation or stronger evidence."</p><p>Such an attitude requires emotional maturity. Unfortunately, not everyone has had the opportunity to develop healthy self-awareness. Painful life experiences can profoundly shape the way people perceive the world. Psychological research suggests that unresolved emotional experiences can influence how individuals interpret new situations. When emotional wounds from the past remain unhealed, people may no longer respond to what is actually happening in the present; instead, they react to memories and emotions carried over from previous experiences.</p><p>This helps explain why some individuals become easily triggered by statements that are otherwise general or neutral. They are not necessarily responding to the message itself but to the personal lens through which they interpret it. In some cases, this response may involve psychological defense mechanisms such as projection, whereby individuals unconsciously attribute their own fears, anger, or unresolved emotional conflicts to others. As a result, they may assume intentions that the speaker or writer never actually had.</p><p>This does not mean that everyone who reacts strongly is projecting emotional wounds. Some criticism is entirely justified, some experiences are genuinely painful, and some injustices deserve to be challenged. Nevertheless, projection remains one possible factor that can distort communication by causing people to respond to perceived intentions rather than actual words.</p><p>The environment in which people are raised also plays a significant role. Those who grow up in homogeneous or intellectually closed environments may find it difficult to embrace complexity. The world is reduced to simple categories: right or wrong, friend or enemy, agreement or opposition. Such binary thinking narrows the space for meaningful dialogue because differences are perceived as threats rather than opportunities to learn.</p><p>By contrast, environments that encourage curiosity, reading, thoughtful discussion, and respect for differing perspectives tend to cultivate individuals who are more comfortable with complexity and uncertainty. These individuals do not feel compelled to be right all the time. They are capable of saying, "I don't know," without perceiving it as a threat to their self-worth.</p><p>Social media amplifies all of these dynamics. Algorithms often reward emotionally charged content far more than thoughtful reflection. Anger, fear, and controversy spread more rapidly than careful explanation and nuanced discussion. Consequently, people are encouraged to react before understanding, judge before asking questions, and argue before listening.</p><p>For this reason, building a healthy society requires far more than expanding access to education. It also requires cultivating critical literacy, emotional maturity, self-awareness, empathy, and intellectual humility. Reading more books alone does not necessarily make a person wiser if they never learn to understand themselves. Likewise, emotional awareness without critical thinking is insufficient for navigating the complexity of modern society.</p><p>Healthy dialogue begins when individuals are able to separate their identity from the ideas they hold. They understand that criticism of an idea is not a criticism of their inherent worth as a human being. They learn to distinguish facts from interpretations and recognize that their personal experiences, while meaningful, are not the sole measure of reality.</p><p>Ultimately, a peaceful society is not one in which everyone thinks alike. Rather, it is one in which people with different backgrounds, beliefs, cultures, and life experiences are able to live together in mutual respect. They are united not by uniformity, but by a shared willingness to listen, learn, examine ideas through evidence, and acknowledge the equal dignity of every human being. In its deepest sense, literacy is not merely about teaching people how to read words; it is about teaching them how to understand both ideas and one another with wisdom, humility, and compassion.</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Spiritual Narcissism and the Tendency to Judge the Sexual Orientation of Others]]></title><description><![CDATA[&#8220;Spiritual narcissism is when someone uses God to feel superior, not to learn humility.&#8221;]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/spiritual-narcissism-and-the-tendency</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/spiritual-narcissism-and-the-tendency</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2026 16:31:08 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!2tFr!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F0b63d29f-15bb-4ece-a867-58d2df9e4d65_940x788.png" 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Yet, the very God they worship is formless. He is the divine energy that governs the balance of the universe. The clearest sign of this misunderstanding can be seen in the behavior of many religious people who love to judge others based only on appearances. They measure not through spiritual depth but through physical rules confined to what the eye can see and what their limited interpretations allow. Ironically, in their daily lives, they often commit acts that corrupt divine values within themselves; because of the spiritual blindness they nurture.</p><p>They tend to see different sexual orientations as something low and disgraceful. Yet such judgment does not come from spiritual awareness, but from ego and fear rooted in worldly logic. Meanwhile, they often treat the body; especially the female body as an object of lust. A man who views the vagina merely as a place to satisfy sexual desire has already degraded the sacred value of the womb, the origin of life that should be protected in its holiness. However, when a woman fails to realize the spiritual value of her womb, she may easily give it away, even to a man who was never meant for her by God. As a result, sex loses its sacred meaning and becomes a purely physical activity devoid of spiritual consciousness.</p><p>Many people engage in sex without purpose, without spiritual direction, then hide behind the phrase &#8220;just being human&#8221; to justify their actions. They are busy judging others because they cannot face their own moral nakedness. In doing so, they feel more &#8220;righteous&#8221; in the eyes of the world. Yet, in the eyes of the Divine, their worth has fallen.</p><p>We live in a time when people prefer to turn away from the mirror while handing that mirror to others. They judge truth by what is visible but forget to look into depth. They measure virtue by worldly validation, not divine awareness. Even more ironically, those who obsessively judge others&#8217; sexual orientations are often the very ones whose minds are constantly filled with sexual thoughts. Psychologically, a person who fixates on evaluating others&#8217; sexuality is usually confronting internal issues or unresolved obsessions. The human mind has vast space for creativity, vision, and purpose. But if 90% of that space is filled with sexual thoughts, their view of the world becomes equally narrow; they see others only through the lens of sexuality.</p><p>Ironically, many of these people also deviate from the very values of sexuality they claim to defend, yet hide behind the mask of religion. They conceal their hypocrisy by judging others&#8212;seeking worldly validation to appear righteous before humans, not before God. Not all people with different sexual orientations center their lives around sex. Many focus on creativity, purpose, and spreading positive energy throughout the world. They care about the well-being of others and humanity&#8217;s mental health; things often neglected by those who consider themselves &#8220;normal.&#8221;</p><p>If you always judge others solely by their sexual orientation, it&#8217;s a sign that your own mind is too preoccupied with sexual matters. You may be seeking moral validation through religion, yet your view of the body and sexuality may not align with the true divine value: to create life and nurture love.</p><p>No human being was born with the mission to be a &#8220;sex engineer&#8221; or an observer of other people&#8217;s sexual orientation. Divinely speaking, every soul comes into this world with its own talents and calling&#8212;to serve the light within, not the ego craving validation.</p><p>None of us is more noble than the other. You, I, and everyone in this world carry both light and shadow. What sets us apart is not sexual orientation, but how we maintain balance, practice self-control, and live with true divine awareness. We are no more sacred than anything else, even animals mate only during their breeding season, and their purpose is singular: to reproduce, not to fulfill endless sexual desires. Animals even maintain the balance of their ecosystem, ensuring that life continues without overpopulation.</p><p>So, if you think someone is &#8220;sick,&#8221; why should they pretend to be &#8220;healed&#8221; just to gain your validation and acceptance, only to stand among the ranks of hypocrisy, wearing masks to join your parade?</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Why Do We Keep Repeating the Same Patterns?]]></title><description><![CDATA[Wounds, Illusions, Ego, and the Courage to Look Within]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/why-do-we-keep-repeating-the-same</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/why-do-we-keep-repeating-the-same</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2026 16:00:26 GMT</pubDate><enclosure 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/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!zlvu!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_1456, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_auto, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F744f2f15-ce51-4b39-a185-6ca6d8a8bdb4_940x788.png 1456w" sizes="100vw" fetchpriority="high"></picture><div class="image-link-expand"><div class="pencraft pc-display-flex pc-gap-8 pc-reset"><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container restack-image"><svg aria-hidden="true" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 20 20" fill="none" stroke-width="1.5" stroke="var(--color-fg-primary)" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg"><g><path d="M2.53001 7.81595C3.49179 4.73911 6.43281 2.5 9.91173 2.5C13.1684 2.5 15.9537 4.46214 17.0852 7.23684L17.6179 8.67647M17.6179 8.67647L18.5002 4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p>There is one mistake I believe nearly everyone has made at some point in life.</p><p>When we experience failure, betrayal, abandonment, or find ourselves trapped in exhausting relationships, our first instinct is usually to search for the cause outside ourselves. We ask why someone changed, why life feels so unfair, or why we seem destined to meet the wrong people over and over again.</p><p>These questions are understandable. There is nothing wrong with trying to understand what is happening around us. Yet, more often than not, we overlook the one question that may determine the direction of our lives more than any other:</p><blockquote><p><strong>"Why does this pattern keep repeating in my life?"</strong></p></blockquote><p>This question is far more uncomfortable because it shifts our attention away from others and back toward ourselves. It asks us to pause and consider that perhaps the greatest problem is not only what happens to us, but also the way we continue responding to life through the same recurring patterns.</p><p>This is where genuine maturity begins.</p><p></p><p>&#8226; When Pain Destroys Illusions</p><p>Most people with sincere hearts do not begin life distrusting the world. They naturally believe that if they treat others with kindness, others will respond with the same kindness. To them, sincerity feels like a universal language that everyone understands.</p><p>It is a beautiful belief.</p><p>Unfortunately, the world does not always operate that way.</p><p>Some people treasure sincerity.</p><p>Others mistake it for weakness.</p><p>Some return loyalty with loyalty.</p><p>Others exploit it for their own benefit.</p><p>When a genuinely kind person experiences betrayal, the deepest pain often comes not from losing someone, but from losing the way they once understood humanity.</p><p>They slowly realize that they were not only loving a person.</p><p>They were also in love with an idea of how people should behave.</p><p>When that idea collapses, the pain runs much deeper than disappointment.</p><p>Yet this is often where real growth begins.</p><p>Pain hurts, but it also has the remarkable ability to dismantle the illusions that once prevented us from seeing reality as it truly is.</p><p></p><p>&#8226; Sincerity Is Not Always Pure</p><p>This may be one of the most difficult truths to accept.</p><p>Not every act of kindness comes from a completely free heart.</p><p>This does not mean someone's love or generosity is fake. A person may genuinely care, genuinely sacrifice, and genuinely love.</p><p>Yet beneath those beautiful qualities may lie wounds that have never been fully healed.</p><p>Imagine someone who constantly forgives a partner who repeatedly neglects them.</p><p>From the outside, it appears to be extraordinary love.</p><p>But through deep reflection, they may discover that they were not staying solely because of love.</p><p>They were also staying because they were terrified of being abandoned.</p><p>Or consider someone who cannot say no.</p><p>They are always available.</p><p>Always helping.</p><p>Always giving.</p><p>Everyone praises them for being incredibly kind.</p><p>Yet the moment they begin setting healthy boundaries, they are overwhelmed with guilt.</p><p>Why?</p><p>Because somewhere deep inside, they learned that they were only worthy when they were useful to others.</p><p>In these moments, sincerity is no longer driven only by love.</p><p>It is also being fueled by fear.</p><p>This is why healing is so important.</p><p>Not because healing removes kindness.</p><p>But because healing separates love from fear.</p><p></p><p>&#8226; Emotional Wounds Create Life Patterns</p><p>We often think life is filled with coincidences.</p><p>In reality, many recurring experiences are shaped by recurring internal patterns.</p><p>Emotional wounds do more than create pain.</p><p>They shape the way we interpret the world.</p><p>Someone carrying abandonment wounds may repeatedly feel drawn to emotionally unavailable people.</p><p>Someone who fears loss may desperately hold onto relationships that have long since ended emotionally.</p><p>Someone with fragile self-worth may unconsciously choose environments where they continue feeling small because those environments feel strangely familiar.</p><p>These patterns rarely operate consciously.</p><p>They do not exist because someone is unintelligent.</p><p>Nor because they enjoy suffering.</p><p>They exist because unresolved wounds quietly influence our choices long before we become aware of them.</p><p></p><p>&#8226; Why We Fail to Recognize the Pattern</p><p>One major reason is illusion.</p><p>Illusions cause us to see life not as it is, but as we desperately wish it to be.</p><p>When someone believes everyone will appreciate sincerity, they often ignore clear signs that their kindness is being taken advantage of.</p><p>When someone desperately longs to be loved, they may overlook obvious evidence that the relationship itself is causing harm.</p><p>Hope is healthy.</p><p>But when hope refuses to acknowledge reality, it becomes illusion.</p><p>And illusion has one devastating consequence.</p><p>It blinds us to our own patterns.</p><p></p><p>&#8226; When Intuition Becomes Buried Beneath Wounds</p><p>I believe every human being possesses an intuitive capacity.</p><p>Not simply a feeling, but a quiet inner awareness that often notices what logic has not yet fully explained.</p><p>Yet intuition is not always clear.</p><p>Emotional wounds can easily disguise themselves as intuition.</p><p>Someone may say,</p><p>"I feel this person is meant for me."</p><p>But after honest reflection, they realize it was not intuition speaking.</p><p>It was the fear of being alone.</p><p>Someone else may insist,</p><p>"I feel I have to stay."</p><p>Only later do they recognize that the voice guiding them was not wisdom.</p><p>It was the fear of loss.</p><p>This is why self-reflection matters.</p><p>Reflection helps us distinguish between the quiet wisdom of a clear heart and the loud voice of unresolved wounds.</p><p></p><p>&#8226; The Ego That Prefers Comfortable Answers</p><p>Ego is often misunderstood.</p><p>Many people associate ego only with arrogance.</p><p>But ego can appear in far subtler forms.</p><p>Sometimes ego is simply our preference for answers that protect our identity instead of transforming it.</p><p>We would rather hear that everyone else is the problem.</p><p>We would rather believe we are only victims.</p><p>We naturally gravitate toward ideas that confirm our existing beliefs instead of challenging them.</p><p>As a result, we continue searching for answers.</p><p>But not necessarily the answers we truly need.</p><p>Instead, we search for answers that allow us to remain comfortable.</p><p>Growth, however, rarely begins with comfort.</p><p>It begins when we become willing to hear what our ego would rather avoid.</p><p></p><p>&#8226; Running Outward Before Looking Inward</p><p>One pattern I repeatedly observe is humanity's tendency to search for solutions outside before searching within.</p><p>After heartbreak, people immediately seek another relationship.</p><p>After betrayal, they desperately search for ways to move on.</p><p>After failure, they rush toward motivation.</p><p>None of these responses are inherently wrong.</p><p>But there is one step many people skip.</p><p>They never stop.</p><p>They never sit quietly with themselves.</p><p>They never ask,</p><p><strong>"What is this experience trying to reveal about me?"</strong></p><p>Not every painful experience originates from within us.</p><p>But when the same pattern keeps returning, it may be revealing something unfinished inside us.</p><p>Unless that deeper issue is addressed, life often presents the same lesson wearing different faces.</p><p></p><p>&#8226; Healing Begins with Honesty</p><p>Self-reflection is not the same as self-blame.</p><p>There is a profound difference between saying,</p><p>"Everything is my fault."</p><p>and asking,</p><p>"What part of this is my responsibility to change?"</p><p>The first destroys self-worth.</p><p>The second builds maturity.</p><p>Honesty with ourselves is painful.</p><p>But it is a different kind of pain from spending an entire lifetime repeating the same destructive cycles.</p><p>Truth wounds in order to heal.</p><p>Denial comforts us temporarily while quietly extending our suffering.</p><p></p><p>&#8226; Conclusion: The Courage That Changes a Life</p><p>The greatest transformations rarely begin when we finally meet the right person, find the perfect career, or enter the ideal environment.</p><p>They begin the moment we find the courage to look honestly at ourselves.</p><p>Once we realize that many of our decisions have been shaped by hidden wounds, unconscious fears, and deeply rooted illusions, we stop blaming fate. We also stop expecting the world to change before we can finally find peace.</p><p>Instead, we begin asking,</p><p><strong>"What within me needs healing so I no longer repeat the same pattern?"</strong></p><p>That question may not provide instant answers.</p><p>But it gives something far more valuable.</p><p>Direction.</p><p>Life does not change simply because time passes.</p><p>Life changes because awareness grows.</p><p>And awareness is not born from looking outward.</p><p>It is born from having the courage to look inward.</p><p>When someone chooses that path, their wounds no longer become the prison that dictates their future.</p><p>Their wounds become teachers that introduce them to themselves.</p><p>From there, sincerity becomes wiser, intuition becomes clearer, boundaries become healthier, and life is no longer driven by unconscious fear, but by the freedom that grows from deep self-understanding.</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Human Beings Do Not Live Inside Two Boxes: Right or Wrong]]></title><description><![CDATA[One of the greatest tendencies of modern society is the desire to simplify life into two comfortable categories: right and wrong, good and bad, victim and perpetrator.]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/human-beings-do-not-live-inside-two</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/human-beings-do-not-live-inside-two</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2026 16:26:44 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!fxVi!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F8c90105f-96f5-4cf6-82f0-77d717c9df3c_940x788.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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of the greatest tendencies of modern society is the desire to simplify life into two comfortable categories: right and wrong, good and bad, victim and perpetrator. Yet human reality is far more complex than that. We live in a world inhabited by billions of people with different backgrounds, wounds, levels of education, life experiences, and ways of thinking. Expecting everyone to possess the same degree of awareness, wisdom, or emotional regulation is unrealistic from the very beginning.</p><p>When someone becomes angry and responds by withdrawing, distancing themselves, criticizing, insulting, or cursing, many people immediately focus on judging whether the reaction is right or wrong. Far fewer stop to ask why the reaction emerged in the first place. Human reactions rarely arise from a vacuum. They are usually the result of a long chain of causes and effects. There are actions that came before, experiences that shaped perception, wounds that have yet to heal, boundaries that have been repeatedly crossed, and emotions that eventually seek an outlet.</p><p>For this reason, not every expression of anger should be treated as something that must immediately be judged. In many cases, anger is information. It signals that something feels unjust, disrespectful, or out of alignment. Even insults and harsh words, often regarded as the lowest form of communication, can be understood as part of genuine human expression. Not everyone grows up in an environment that teaches calm and measured communication. Not everyone receives the same education. Not everyone possesses the same emotional capacity. Ignoring these realities often leads us to speak about idealized human beings rather than the people who actually inhabit the real world.</p><p>This does not mean that every form of anger should be praised or celebrated. Nor does it mean that every insult automatically contains truth. Yet acknowledging anger as a natural part of the human experience is different from pretending it should not exist at all. Many people demand wisdom from those who have been hurt while rarely asking the same level of accountability from those who caused the hurt in the first place. They focus on criticizing how someone reacts while overlooking the actions that triggered the reaction.</p><p>This raises a question that is rarely asked: why are we so quick to judge the consequence, yet so slow to understand the cause?</p><p>A person who behaves greedily may be called a pig. Someone who lies repeatedly may be called a liar. From one perspective, these words are not merely insults but attempts to name behaviors as they are perceived by others. Are such judgments always accurate? Certainly not. Yet these reactions remain a natural part of social dynamics. The world does not operate on politeness alone; it also operates through responses to behavior.</p><p>The greatest problem arises when people feel entitled to act however they wish while remaining unwilling to face the emotional consequences of their actions. They want to hurt without being disliked, disappoint without being criticized, neglect without being abandoned, or demean without receiving a response. When the reaction eventually arrives, they suddenly demand that everyone remain calm, rational, and polite. But human beings are not machines. They respond according to the emotional and psychological capacities they possess.</p><p>At some point, we must also accept a simple reality: we do not have the authority to control other people's mouths, thoughts, or behaviors. We did not raise them. We did not shape their life experiences. We did not pay for their education. We did not heal their wounds. We do not live inside their minds. Demanding that everyone behave according to our personal standards often reflects a desire for control more than it reflects wisdom.</p><p>The same principle applies to conflict. We do not get to choose every person with whom we will have difficulties. We cannot control who enters our lives carrying their wounds, fears, insecurities, ego, and imperfections. When two people meet, it is not merely two individuals coming together; it is two entire histories colliding. What clashes is not simply opinion against opinion, but two worlds shaped by different experiences.</p><p>Recognizing this reality does not make us passive. On the contrary, it encourages us to stop wasting energy trying to control what lies beyond our reach. We may not be able to make others wiser, but we can choose wisdom for ourselves. We may not be able to control how others speak to us, but we can decide how we respond. We may not be able to prevent someone from being rude or hostile, but we can choose whether we continue participating in that conflict.</p><p>Ultimately, life is not about winning arguments over who is right and who is wrong. Life resembles a vast network of causes and effects in constant motion. Every action generates a response. Every response becomes a mirror reflecting what came before it. Every encounter reveals something about ourselves and about others.</p><p>Perhaps wisdom is not the ability to control the world or make everyone better. Perhaps wisdom is the ability to accept that human beings will remain human; with all their wounds, imperfections, anger, tenderness, contradictions, and complexity, and still choose clarity in the midst of that reality.</p><p>Because in the end, the world does not need more judges obsessed with deciding who is right and who is wrong. The world needs more people who understand that behind every action and every reaction lies a story far longer and deeper than what can be seen on the surface.</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Wounded Ego, A Wounded Heart, and the Standards We Choose to Live By]]></title><description><![CDATA[One of the greatest misconceptions in human relationships is the assumption that all pain comes from the same place.]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/a-wounded-ego-a-wounded-heart-and</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/a-wounded-ego-a-wounded-heart-and</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2026 16:01:52 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!FD4t!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F5ccfe7d8-d418-4624-ba33-83a2209df836_940x788.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!FD4t!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F5ccfe7d8-d418-4624-ba33-83a2209df836_940x788.png" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!FD4t!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_424, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F5ccfe7d8-d418-4624-ba33-83a2209df836_940x788.png 424w, /__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!FD4t!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_848, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, 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4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p>One of the greatest misconceptions in human relationships is the assumption that all pain comes from the same place. In reality, not every wound originates from a broken heart. Some are born from a wounded ego. Both can feel equally painful, yet their roots, lessons, and paths toward healing are profoundly different.</p><p>A wounded heart emerges when we genuinely care, give sincerely, and then lose something meaningful. This kind of pain often teaches empathy, maturity, understanding, and compassion. A wounded ego, on the other hand, arises when reality refuses to conform to the story we have constructed in our minds. What is injured is not only our feelings, but also our self-image, expectations, and belief that things should unfold according to our desires.</p><p>This distinction becomes especially clear in romantic relationships.</p><p>Imagine someone meeting a man or woman whose character is evident from the very beginning: they are noncommittal, involved with multiple people at the same time, or have never promised exclusivity. The facts are visible. There is no deception. No hidden mask.</p><p>Yet despite knowing this, the person chooses to enter the relationship while secretly hoping that one day everything will change.</p><p>They hope to be the exception.</p><p>They hope to receive treatment that no one else receives.</p><p>They hope their love will be powerful enough to transform someone&#8217;s character.</p><p>When those hopes are not fulfilled, pain inevitably follows.</p><p>The question is: is it truly the heart that has been wounded, or is it the ego that is disappointed because reality refused to follow the script it had already written?</p><p>Many people claim they are hurt because they were betrayed. Yet in many cases, what truly hurts is the realization that the person they loved turned out to be exactly who they had shown themselves to be from the beginning.</p><p>They are not hurt because someone changed.</p><p>They are hurt because someone never became the person they wanted them to be.</p><p>In this context, the ego often operates in subtle ways. Ego does not always appear as arrogance or superiority. Sometimes it manifests as the quiet belief that:</p><p><em>"I will be different."</em></p><p><em>"They may be like that with everyone else, but not with me."</em></p><p><em>"I can change them."</em></p><p>When those beliefs collapse, the pain can feel like a rejection of one&#8217;s identity itself. It is not merely the relationship that fails, but the personal narrative that falls apart.</p><p>This leads to a deeper question about self-worth.</p><p>Many people dislike being told that they have low self-esteem. They hear it as an insult. Yet self-worth is not simply what we say about ourselves. It is also revealed by what we repeatedly allow in our lives.</p><p>A person may claim that they deserve respect. But if they continuously accept the same treatment from the same person with the same outcome, a contradiction begins to emerge between belief and behavior.</p><p>Self-worth is not merely an internal feeling.</p><p>Self-worth is a boundary that is maintained.</p><p>What we repeatedly tolerate often teaches others how they are permitted to treat us.</p><p>Of course, human beings are not that simple. Fear of loneliness, the need for affection, unresolved wounds, and attachment patterns can all keep someone trapped in situations that are harmful to them. Yet growth begins when a person stops asking, &#8220;Why are they doing this to me?&#8221; and starts asking, &#8220;Why do I continue giving access to someone who has already shown me who they are?&#8221;</p><p>That question brings us to something often overlooked: standards.</p><p>Many of the standards we carry are shaped by the environments in which we were raised.</p><p>When parents consistently provide healthy food, care for their children&#8217;s well-being, respect their emotional needs, and demonstrate that they are worthy of care, children absorb a message far greater than nutrition itself.</p><p>The message becomes:</p><p><em>"I am valuable."</em></p><p><em>"My body is valuable."</em></p><p><em>"My well-being matters."</em></p><p><em>"I do not have to accept things that harm me."</em></p><p>Children raised with these messages often develop higher standards for their lives. They are quicker to recognize unhealthy relationships. They find it easier to say no. They are more willing to leave situations that damage their peace and well-being.</p><p>Not because they believe they are better than others.</p><p>Not because they see themselves as more special.</p><p>But because they have learned that they are worth protecting.</p><p>There is a profound difference between feeling superior and feeling worthy.</p><p>A person who feels superior says:</p><p><em>"I am better than them."</em></p><p>A person with healthy self-worth says:</p><p><em>"I do not have to remain where I am continually being harmed."</em></p><p>Ultimately, the universe never aligns itself with dissonance. When our thoughts, words, and actions move in different directions, what emerges is merely noise masquerading as truth.</p><p>Alignment is not about perfection.</p><p>Alignment is about living in accordance with what we genuinely believe.</p><p>If we believe we are valuable, our actions must reflect that belief.</p><p>If we believe we deserve respect, our boundaries should demonstrate it.</p><p>Because the way a person treats themselves is the most honest reflection of who they are. The world may simply be a mirror reflecting what already exists within. Other people do not determine our worth; they often merely describe, reveal, or respond to the way we have chosen to treat ourselves first.</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Thematic Analysis of Emotional and Spiritual Consciousness in Calum Scott’s Gone]]></title><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/a-thematic-analysis-of-emotional</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/a-thematic-analysis-of-emotional</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2026 20:45:43 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!UddE!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F06c4457b-041d-4afb-b731-44918bbe5705_800x800.webp" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>&#8220;True love is not about keeping something from disappearing, but about realizing its presence before it&#8217;s truly 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Introduction</h2><p><em>Gone</em> by Calum Scott is a song I was not initially ready to listen to; not because of dislike, but because its message and every element within it shake certain emotional and spiritual layers within me.</p><blockquote><p><br>&#8220;Children never ask to be born.&#8221;</p></blockquote><p><br>Perhaps this quote best captures the essence of <em>Gone.</em></p><p>As parents, or even as individuals reflecting on the origins of our own being, we often believe that giving life means fulfilling only physical and material responsibilities. Yet, there is one essential aspect we often forget: <strong>emotional responsibility and spiritual needs.</strong></p><p>The song <em>Gone</em> serves as a mirror that illuminates this truth. It reminds us that everything we bring into the world, whether a child, a creation, or a decision; should be born through a deep process of inner preparation: spiritual, emotional, and the balance between logic and feeling; between feminine and masculine energies.</p><p>For love, in its truest form, is a state of <strong>awareness</strong>; awareness of thought, action, and speech. All these shape how children grow, develop, and perceive the world. Every behavior we exhibit creates cause and effect, which can either plant the seeds of trauma or of peace within them.</p><p>However, the process of facing loss or healing the wounds of the <em>inner child</em> is never the same for everyone. Some are able to respond with awareness, while others do not understand why they are formed with so many wounds, fears, and imbalances. All of this then affects how they see the world, make decisions, behave, and communicate.</p><p>The way humans process separation also varies greatly, depending again on their level of awareness and how quickly they learn from every journey and spiritual lesson that shapes them into wholeness, allowing them to make peace with themselves in the end.</p><p><em>Gone</em> is not merely a song about losing someone,  it is about losing our <strong>awareness of love itself</strong>, the kind of love that was meant to protect, not to wound.</p><p>This analysis will be divided into two major parts:<br>First, the <strong>intrinsic elements</strong>, which explore how symbolism, themes, diction, atmosphere, and metaphors in <em>Gone</em> construct a profound meaning about loss and awareness;<br>and second, the <strong>extrinsic elements</strong>, which examine the song through <strong>psychological and spiritual lenses</strong>, reflecting on how inner experiences, childhood wounds, and the journey of the human soul are woven into every word and note.</p><p></p><h2>II. Intrinsic Elements: Symbolism and Lyrical Message</h2><h2>a. Theme</h2><p>The central theme of <em>Gone</em>, to me, revolves around <strong>absence</strong> and <strong>acceptance</strong>. This song does not merely remind us to cherish what we have before it disappears, it also invites us to recognize how often we overlook the most precious things simply because they feel easily within reach.</p><p>Through its lyrics and atmosphere, <em>Gone</em> teaches the essence of <strong>gratitude that arises before loss, not after it.</strong> Its message transcends the context of human relationships; it also speaks about the self, about how we often lose our own value, light, and identity while trying to meet external standards, demands, and validation from the world around us. In that process, we frequently conceal our true essence just to be accepted by environments that never truly know or perceive us through the depth of their inner awareness.</p><p>For me personally, this song holds an emotional depth that is difficult to confront. Among all the tracks on <em>Bridgers Avenue</em> (or <em>Avenour</em>), <em>Gone</em> is the one I avoided the longest, not because it lacks beauty, but because it touches the most sensitive area within me: <strong>children.</strong></p><p>I care deeply about children&#8217;s mental development and the cause-and-effect relationship between parenting patterns and a child&#8217;s emotional world; patterns that are often unconscious. To me, this song serves as a piercing reflection on how parents&#8217; lack of awareness of their own inner wounds and unresolved issues can transmit trauma to the next generation.</p><p>Love, in this context, is often misunderstood &#8212; seen as attachment, or even as a form of control over a child&#8217;s soul. Yet true love is meant to <strong>liberate</strong>, not possess.</p><p>Thus, <em>Gone</em> is not only about the loss of a loved one; it also speaks of the <strong>loss of human emotional and spiritual awareness</strong> toward the meaning of pure love.</p><h2>b. Diction</h2><p>In essence, the diction in <em>Gone</em> carries <strong>layered meanings</strong>. Every word feels like a mirror reflecting the human journey through <strong>loss of self, rediscovery, light, forgiveness, and release.</strong></p><p>Although written in simple language, the lyrics possess remarkable depth. There is a purity and fragile honesty within them, an honesty capable of touching old wounds long hidden by the listener. For those who share similar stories, the song feels like an invitation to embrace those wounds, to look at them with compassion, and to begin healing them slowly.</p><p>Calum Scott&#8217;s choice of words does not strive to be overly beautiful or poetic; rather, its simplicity makes each word feel <strong>real and deeply human.</strong> He speaks of loss without dramatization, of love without romanticization, and of awareness without judgment.</p><p>Moreover, the lyrics of <em>Gone</em> carry a <strong>gentle yet powerful moral message</strong>: once we understand the impact of our wounds and losses, we do not have to repeat the same patterns, neither toward our children nor toward ourselves. This interplay between the song&#8217;s intrinsic and extrinsic elements creates a reflective dialogue, offering meanings that go beyond surface interpretation.</p><p>Thus, the diction in <em>Gone</em> does more than convey emotion; it serves as a <strong>tool of awakening</strong>, reminding us that forgiveness and release are the highest forms of love and wisdom.</p><h2>Symbols and Metaphors</h2><p>In <em>Gone</em>, Calum Scott employs several <strong>simple yet deeply meaningful symbols and metaphors</strong> to convey messages about <strong>time, loss, and inner awareness</strong>. These symbols are not mere poetic ornaments but serve as <strong>emotional bridges</strong> between the experiences of parents and the growth of their children. The following are four central symbols that stand out in the song:</p><h2>1. Symbols</h2><h2>a. The Flower</h2><blockquote><p><em>&#8220;Stop to watch the flowers<br>Stop to watch them grow&#8221;</em></p></blockquote><p>Calum Scott portrays children as <strong>flowers</strong>; beautiful, pure, and fragile. This choice of symbol is profoundly meaningful because, like flowers, childhood is fleeting. Children grow so quickly, and parents often become too preoccupied with material pursuits and worldly demands to truly <em>be present</em> with them.</p><p>The <strong>flower</strong> becomes a symbol of <strong>transient beauty</strong> and a reminder of the importance of <strong>presence</strong>, of seeing and experiencing growth as a spiritual encounter rather than just a physical responsibility. Just as flowers need sunlight and water to bloom, children need love and emotional attention to grow into wholeness.</p><p>Thus, in this context, &#8220;the flower&#8221; represents not only beauty but also <strong>the passage of time</strong> and the <strong>missed opportunities</strong> that slip away unnoticed. The phrase <em>&#8220;watch them grow&#8221;</em> also suggests the uncontrollable nature of life&#8217;s evolution, that some things are most beautiful when we allow them to be, without trying to own or control them.</p><p>Interestingly, Calum has used the same symbol before in his song <em>&#8220;Run with Me,&#8221;</em> suggesting that for him, <strong>flowers are recurring metaphors for innocence, growth, and fleeting connection.</strong></p><h2>b. The Light</h2><blockquote><p><em>&#8220;So, open your heart and fill it<br>With the light&#8221;</em></p></blockquote><p>The symbol of <strong>light</strong> in <em>Gone</em> represents <strong>awareness, spiritual sensitivity, and unconditional love.</strong> Calum uses &#8220;light&#8221; not in a physical sense, but as a <strong>metaphor for spiritual and moral energy</strong>; the inner illumination that should fill the human heart, especially that of a parent.</p><p>In the pursuit of validation and worldly success, people often lose that light. We forget that true light does not come from external recognition but from the capacity to see and understand ourselves, and others including our children with compassion and empathy.</p><p>When one loses this light, they also lose the ability to recognize it in others. This message becomes a profound reflection on how the noisy, distracted world can numb us to the emotional needs of the younger generation.</p><p>By inviting listeners to <em>&#8220;fill it with the light,&#8221;</em> Calum seems to say that healing begins when we <strong>open the heart</strong>; letting love, awareness, and honesty flow again, so that we may love without wounding and guide without controlling.</p><h2>c. Time and Departure</h2><blockquote><p><em>&#8220;&#8217;Cause all of your minutes and hours<br>Will soon be gone<br>And one day you&#8217;ll pick up your children<br>For the very, very last time&#8221;</em></p></blockquote><p>In this verse, <strong>time</strong> becomes the central symbol encompassing the entire meaning of the song. Calum uses time not as a chronological measure but as an <strong>existential reminder</strong>, that every moment shared with those we love is finite.</p><p>The line <em>&#8220;you&#8217;ll pick up your children for the very, very last time&#8221;</em> is an emotionally charged metaphor. It doesn&#8217;t simply describe the physical act of lifting a child but captures a <strong>spiritual and emotional transition</strong>; the moment a child grows up, and a parent must learn to let go.</p><p>This metaphor touches the very core of human experience: <strong>true love always carries an element of loss.</strong> In this sense, Calum is not referring to tragic separation but to <strong>the awareness of impermanence in togetherness.</strong> He reminds us that real love means being fully present in the moment, for every hug, every laugh, and every passing year can never be repeated.</p><p>For parents, this message becomes a mirror &#8212; that time with their children is a <strong>spiritual gift</strong> that demands conscious presence, not just physical routine. Every moment lived without awareness is a <em>&#8220;gone&#8221;</em> moment, not because time stole it, but because we were not truly there to experience it.</p><p>Thus, <strong>time</strong> in <em>Gone</em> serves two purposes: as a <strong>symbol of transience</strong> and as a <strong>metaphor for awareness</strong>, reminding us that life is not measured by how long we hold on, but by how deeply we live before everything truly <em>goes.</em></p><h2>d. The Stars and the Golden Light</h2><blockquote><p><em>&#8220;Before the bones in our bodies grow old<br>Before we turn back to stars let me hold you<br>So hold on to times that are golden<br>Before they&#8217;re gone&#8221;</em></p></blockquote><p>The line <em>&#8220;Before we turn back to stars&#8221;</em> is a <strong>spiritual metaphor</strong> representing the cycle of life and death. Calum uses the image of <strong>stars</strong> not as astronomical objects, but as <strong>symbols of the soul&#8217;s origin and destination;</strong> reminding us that, in the end, we all return to the universe.</p><p>In spiritual and literary traditions, stars often symbolize <strong>eternal light</strong>; the unextinguished essence of life that never truly dies but only transforms. Thus, when he writes <em>&#8220;Before we turn back to stars,&#8221;</em> it is not merely a reference to physical death, but a <strong>call to live fully</strong> before we return to that formless light.</p><p>Meanwhile, the phrase <em>&#8220;times that are golden&#8221;</em> describes moments filled with love, presence, and spiritual awareness. <em>&#8220;Golden&#8221;</em> here signifies not just a color but <strong>a state of purity and enlightenment</strong>;  moments of clarity in which we recognize the value of something <em>before</em> it is gone.</p><p>When viewed together, the symbols of <strong>the star</strong> and <strong>the golden light</strong> create a <strong>spiritual parallel</strong>: the <em>star</em> symbolizes the origin and destiny of the soul, while the <em>golden light</em> symbolizes conscious presence within mortal life. Through this, Calum Scott seems to tell us that life is not simply a journey toward an end, but a process of recognizing <strong>eternity within impermanence.</strong></p><p>We are born from light, live to reflect that light onto others, especially our children and eventually return to that same light. At this point, <em>Gone</em> transcends the notion of a song about loss and becomes a <strong>gentle prayer about awareness, love, and acceptance.</strong> Every loss, then, is not an end, but a way the universe reminds us to be fully present in love that is fleeting, yet sacred.</p><h2>Conclusion: The Symbolic Structure of <em>Gone</em></h2><p>Overall, the symbols in <em>Gone</em> form an intricate yet delicate web of meaning from the <strong>flower</strong>, which represents growth and transience; to the <strong>light</strong>, which signifies inner awareness; to <strong>time</strong>, which mirrors the impermanence of life; and finally, to the <strong>stars and golden light</strong>, which symbolize the soul&#8217;s journey toward eternity.</p><p>Together, these elements create a profound spiritual reflection on the meaning of <strong>being fully present in life</strong>, especially in the sacred role of parenting and loving. Calum Scott reminds us that life is not about holding on to what we have, but about <strong>recognizing and cherishing its presence before it disappears.</strong></p><p>With language that is simple yet rich in symbolism, <em>Gone</em> teaches us to <strong>pause</strong>, to watch the flowers grow, and to <strong>fill our hearts with light</strong>;  before everything is truly <em>gone.</em></p><h2>2. Metaphors</h2><p>The metaphors in <em>Gone</em> serve as <strong>emotional bridges</strong> connecting Calum Scott&#8217;s personal experiences with the collective consciousness of his listeners. He does not use comparison merely for poetic decoration, but to build an <strong>inner dialogue</strong> between loss and acceptance, between love and impermanence. Each metaphor becomes a doorway to reflection, guiding the listener to see that every ending is also a return, to awareness, to gratitude, and to love itself.</p><blockquote><p><em><strong>a. &#8220;Before we turn back to stars&#8221;</strong></em></p></blockquote><p>This is perhaps the most powerful metaphor in the entire song. <em>&#8220;Turn back to stars&#8221;</em> does not literally mean transforming into celestial bodies, but rather symbolizes <strong>the return of human beings to their origin;  to the source of light that gives birth to life.</strong></p><p>In a <strong>spiritual context</strong>, the stars represent the soul&#8217;s reunion with the universe, the eternal home from which we came. In an <strong>emotional context</strong>, the phrase carries an acceptance that every relationship, no matter how beautiful, will eventually end leaving behind only the light of memories and the love once shared.</p><p>This metaphor guides the listener to embrace impermanence as a part of beauty itself, not merely as loss. In other words, <strong>love gains its meaning precisely because it is bound by time.</strong></p><blockquote><p><em><strong>b. &#8220;Before the moment turns into nostalgia&#8221;</strong></em></p></blockquote><p>This line uses <strong>time as an emotional space.</strong> The &#8220;moment&#8221; here is not just a passing second but an inner room where memories are born. When a moment turns into nostalgia, it loses its tangible form and lives only within memory.</p><p>The metaphor captures how humans often fail to be fully present in the now, too absorbed in regrets of the past or anxieties about the future. Calum seems to invite us to <strong>embrace the present before it freezes into memory</strong>, to live consciously in the sacred immediacy of connection, especially with those we love.</p><blockquote><p><em><strong>c. &#8220;Hold on to times that are golden&#8221;</strong></em></p></blockquote><p>The metaphor <em>&#8220;times that are golden&#8221;</em> represents moments that are <strong>spiritually and emotionally luminous</strong>; filled with warmth, awareness, and love. &#8220;Golden&#8221; here signifies not mere beauty, but <strong>the quality of experience</strong>: time that is precious because it holds depth, presence, and tenderness.</p><p>This metaphor is a gentle plea to <strong>cherish life and relationships while they still exist</strong>, for when time passes, what remains is only the reflection of that golden light. In essence, &#8220;golden times&#8221; are not measured by perfection but by the sincerity of our presence within them.</p><blockquote><p><em><strong>d. &#8220;Open your heart and fill it with the light&#8221;</strong></em></p></blockquote><p>This is a <strong>metaphor of inner purification and spiritual healing.</strong> &#8220;Light&#8221; here can be interpreted as <strong>awareness, love, or divine presence.</strong> The phrase resembles a prayer &#8212; a request for humans to open themselves beyond ego, fear, and buried pain, allowing higher love to flow within.</p><p>Psychologically, this metaphor depicts a transformation from <strong>loss to acceptance, from pain to wisdom.</strong> Spiritually, it speaks of returning to wholeness, to fill the emptiness not with attachment, but with clarity and compassion.</p><blockquote><p><em><strong>e. &#8220;Time never stops not for no-one&#8221;</strong></em></p></blockquote><p>Though it sounds literal, this line is deeply <strong>metaphorical</strong>; time is personified as an unstoppable entity, a mirror of human mortality. Within the song, it becomes a reminder that <strong>life waits for no one</strong>, and therefore, every act of loving and being present is a <strong>spiritual decision</strong>, not a coincidence.</p><p>This personification of time urges listeners to live intentionally, to see presence as a sacred act in a world constantly slipping away.</p><h2>Conclusion: The Metaphorical Architecture of <em>Gone</em></h2><p>The metaphors in <em>Gone</em> are not mere linguistic ornaments but form the <strong>emotional architecture</strong> of the song itself. They draw listeners into a contemplative space, between loss and acceptance, between earth and sky, between memory and eternity.</p><p>Through simplicity and honesty, Calum Scott articulates a <strong>universal truth</strong>:<br>that true love is not measured by how long it lasts,<br>but by how deeply it awakens us to the meaning of life and existence.</p><h2>III. Extrinsic Elements</h2><h2>a. Spiritual Aspect</h2><p>Spiritually, <em>Gone</em> portrays <strong>souls in transition</strong> &#8212; those who are opening old wounds not to be triggered or to escape from them, but to <strong>embrace their pain as a part of their inner growth.</strong></p><p>It describes a journey through what mystics call <strong>&#8220;The Dark Night of the Soul&#8221;</strong> a dark and confusing passage where one loses direction, finds no answers anywhere, yet continues to feel an intense emptiness and sorrow within.</p><p>However, behind rejection, neglect, and isolation lies a hidden process of <strong>healing and rebirth.</strong> The universe uses solitude as a mirror to awaken one&#8217;s inner vision, teaching the soul to see, feel, and understand life with a renewed sensitivity. Through this experience, the soul matures &#8212; becoming wiser, more aware, and capable of creating works that reflect healing for others.</p><p>As quoted at the beginning of this reflection:</p><blockquote><p><em>&#8220;Just because you have experienced painful things in the past does not mean you must repeat them with your descendants.&#8221;</em></p></blockquote><p>This statement captures the <strong>spiritual essence of </strong><em><strong>Gone,</strong></em> that every soul carries a responsibility to <strong>break the cycle of inherited pain and unconscious patterns of nurture.</strong></p><p>The song becomes a <strong>gentle calling from the universe</strong>, reminding us that we are already whole, with both light and shadow within. Both are equally important,for without darkness, light loses its meaning; without light, darkness swallows direction.</p><p>The harmony between these two forces between <strong>feminine and masculine energy, between vulnerability and strength</strong>, is the key to a stable and balanced soul.</p><p>In this light, <em>Gone</em> is no longer merely about loss, but about <strong>the awakening of self-awareness &#8212; a return to the wholeness of being.</strong></p><h2>b. Psychological Aspect</h2><p>From a psychological perspective, <em>Gone</em> portrays the dynamics of <strong>loss, attachment, and self-awareness</strong>, experiences often rooted in childhood. The song speaks directly to the <strong>inner child</strong>, that part of the self that carries unhealed wounds, longing, and unmet emotional needs from the past.</p><p>When Calum Scott sings,</p><blockquote><p><em>&#8220;You&#8217;ll pick up your children for the very, very last time,&#8221;</em></p></blockquote><blockquote><p><em>he is not only depicting the farewell between a parent and a child, but also illustrating the <strong>psychological process of releasing unresolved emotional attachments.</strong></em></p></blockquote><p>In psychology, such moments often trigger <strong>complex grief</strong> not only the sorrow of physical separation but also the loss of role, meaning, and identity.</p><p>For parents, this kind of loss may awaken feelings of guilt, anxiety, or even <strong>existential guilt; </strong> the deep sense of not having been emotionally present enough. For the child, it can create an <strong>emotional imprint</strong>, fear of abandonment or difficulty in trusting love later in life.</p><p><em>Gone</em> reminds us that every <strong>parent&#8211;child relationship</strong> mirrors the emotional attachment patterns found throughout human connections. According to <strong>John Bowlby&#8217;s attachment theory</strong>, the early bond between a child and their primary caregiver forms a <strong>blueprint</strong> for all future relationships. When love and emotional attunement are present, a child develops <strong>secure attachment</strong>; the ability to love without fear of loss. But when love is inconsistent, controlling, or wounded, patterns of <strong>anxious or avoidant attachment</strong> can form and repeat in adulthood.</p><p>At this point, <em>Gone</em> functions as a kind of <strong>inner therapy</strong>;  not merely about losing someone, but about the <strong>inner dialogue</strong> between the wounded self and the awakening self. Its lyrics gently facilitate <strong>self-reparenting</strong>, the process of becoming a new, nurturing &#8220;parent&#8221; to oneself by giving the love, validation, and acceptance that may have been missing in childhood.</p><p>In the context of psychological healing, Calum&#8217;s invitation to</p><blockquote><p><em>&#8220;open your heart and fill it with the light&#8221;</em></p></blockquote><p><em>can be understood as a movement toward <strong>self-integration</strong>, the stage where one learns to acknowledge pain without rejecting it, choosing healing over perpetuating trauma.</em></p><p>Ultimately, <em>Gone</em> teaches that <strong>emotional awareness is the highest form of love.</strong> To be a whole parent, partner, or individual means having the courage to face one&#8217;s wounds, embrace vulnerability, and love from a place of <strong>consciousness rather than fear.</strong></p><p>Here, <strong>psychology and spirituality converge</strong> &#8212; both guiding the human soul back home to itself, to an inner space filled with love, compassion, and acceptance.</p><h2>IV. Conclusion and Recommendations</h2><h2>Conclusion</h2><p>Calum Scott&#8217;s <em>Gone</em> is more than a song about losing someone; it is a profound reflection on humanity&#8217;s loss of awareness toward the true meaning of love. Through the symbolism of flowers, light, time, and stars, the song invites listeners to recognize that love, life, and relationships exist within a sacred cycle of impermanence and consciousness.</p><p>From a <strong>spiritual perspective</strong>, <em>Gone</em> depicts the soul&#8217;s journey through inner darkness toward acceptance and wholeness. It illustrates the healing process; from pain to wisdom, from loss to awareness. From a <strong>psychological standpoint</strong>, the song opens a space for understanding how childhood wounds, attachment patterns, and emotional awareness shape the way we love as adults. <em>Gone</em> ultimately becomes a symbol of how emotional awareness and spiritual responsibility are inseparable in forming a healthy, whole human being.</p><p>In essence, <em>Gone</em> reminds us that <strong>presence is the highest form of love.</strong> To love is not merely to hold on to something, but to be fully aware of its existence; before it is truly gone. The song calls us to be consciously present in every relationship: with our children, our partners, and most importantly, with ourselves. From that presence arises empathy, peace, and true spiritual growth.</p><h2>Recommendations</h2><p><strong>For Parents and Future Parents:</strong><br>This song can serve as a mirror for self-reflection, to evaluate how we love and nurture our children. Children need not only physical and material care but also <strong>emotional presence, validation, and a safe space to grow.</strong> Conscious love is not about control, but about guiding with empathy and inner balance.</p><p><strong>For Adults in the Healing Process:</strong><br><em>Gone</em> teaches the importance of <strong>self-reparenting</strong>, becoming the nurturing parent your inner child once needed. Forgiving the past, acknowledging wounds, and opening the heart to new light are acts of deep spiritual courage. The song can be used as a medium for emotional therapy and contemplation, especially for those undergoing inner healing.</p><p><strong>For Educators and Social Workers:</strong><br>The values expressed in <em>Gone</em> can serve as a foundation for teaching the importance of balancing <strong>emotional intelligence</strong> and <strong>spiritual awareness</strong> in character formation. True education does not end with intellect, it must also touch the heart, the soul, and the essence of humanity.</p><p><strong>For General Listeners:</strong></p><p>Listen to <em>Gone</em> not merely as a sad ballad, but as a <strong>musical prayer</strong> &#8212; a call to be present, to give thanks, and to cherish every moment with those we love. Every hug, every laugh, every conversation might be a &#8220;last time&#8221; that will never return.</p><p>In conclusion, <em>Gone</em> is not only a song about loss, but a <strong>spiritual map</strong>, showing how human beings learn to love with awareness and emotional responsibility. It reminds us that true love is not just a feeling, but a <strong>living spiritual practice</strong>, expressed in the ways we show up, give, and let go with compassion.</p><p></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Loving Slowly in a Fast World]]></title><description><![CDATA[Challenges, Emotional Risks, and Strategies for People Who Seek Depth in Relationships]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/loving-slowly-in-a-fast-world</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/loving-slowly-in-a-fast-world</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2026 00:50:47 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!NXKr!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Faa11de7e-c6bf-448f-b97c-08831fcbea74_940x788.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><div 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4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p>In a world that moves quickly, some people do not fall in love the way modern culture often expects.</p><p>They are not drawn in by instant sparks.</p><p>They are not easily carried away by &#8220;immediate chemistry.&#8221;</p><p>They do not measure attraction by how fast the heart races in the first meeting.</p><p>For them, love is something that develops.</p><p>Slowly.</p><p>Gradually.</p><p>Through long conversations, comfortable silences, and honest emotional recognition of another person&#8217;s inner world.</p><p>Some call this demisexuality, sapiosexuality, or simply a relational pattern that requires emotional depth before romantic attachment appears.</p><p>But whatever the label, one thing remains the same:</p><p>in the modern world, this way of loving often feels like moving against the current.</p><div><hr></div><h2>A World That Is Not Always Kind to Depth</h2><p>The first challenge is not internal, but environmental.</p><p>Modern culture; especially through dating apps and social media, encourages a very different rhythm:</p><ul><li><p>fast judgment</p></li><li><p>fast selection</p></li><li><p>fast boredom</p></li><li><p>fast replacement</p></li></ul><p>Human beings are reduced to short profiles, photos, and opening lines.</p><p>In this system, depth becomes &#8220;delay.&#8221;</p><p>People who need time to open up are often labeled as:</p><ul><li><p>&#8220;too slow&#8221;</p></li><li><p>&#8220;no chemistry&#8221;</p></li><li><p>&#8220;not a match&#8221;</p></li></ul><p>Even though they may simply not have revealed their inner world yet.</p><p>This creates a paradox:</p><blockquote><p>The people most capable of deep love are often filtered out before their depth is ever seen.</p></blockquote><div><hr></div><h2>Psychological Challenges: Between Intuition and Anxiety</h2><p>Beyond external pressures, there are internal challenges as well.</p><p>People who love through emotional depth tend to be highly sensitive to:</p><ul><li><p>conversational quality</p></li><li><p>emotional consistency</p></li><li><p>subtle behavioral shifts</p></li><li><p>tone and presence</p></li></ul><p>This sensitivity is a strength, but it can also create confusion.</p><p>They may struggle to distinguish between:</p><ul><li><p>genuine emotional connection<br>vs</p></li><li><p>fast-moving emotional intensity</p></li></ul><p>Because relationships that move too quickly can feel &#8220;deep,&#8221; even when they are not stable or grounded.</p><p>This is where many people get caught:</p><p>they mistake emotional intensity for compatibility, when it may only be accelerated intimacy without a real foundation.</p><div><hr></div><h2>Hidden Risks: When Depth Is Misused</h2><p>People who value conversation and emotional intimacy can be vulnerable to unhealthy relational dynamics.</p><p>These are not always obvious or aggressive.</p><p>Often they are subtle:</p><ul><li><p>revealing deep trauma too early to create intimacy</p></li><li><p>framing the connection as &#8220;special&#8221; from the start</p></li><li><p>building a &#8220;we are different from others&#8221; narrative</p></li><li><p>creating emotional responsibility in the other person</p></li></ul><p>This can produce an illusion of closeness that has not yet been tested by time.</p><p>For someone who seeks depth, this is dangerous because:</p><blockquote><p>intensity can easily be mistaken for authenticity.</p></blockquote><p>But intensity is not the same as safety or truth.</p><div><hr></div><h2>A Quiet Struggle: Feeling Out of Sync</h2><p>One of the most silent challenges is this:</p><p>people who love slowly often feel out of sync with a fast-moving world.</p><p>They observe others:</p><ul><li><p>moving quickly from one relationship to another</p></li><li><p>forming attachments rapidly</p></li><li><p>feeling &#8220;certain&#8221; very early</p></li></ul><p>While they are still:</p><ul><li><p>observing</p></li><li><p>analyzing</p></li><li><p>assessing emotional safety</p></li></ul><p>This can lead to internal questions like:</p><ul><li><p>&#8220;Am I too complicated?&#8221;</p></li><li><p>&#8220;Am I too slow?&#8221;</p></li><li><p>&#8220;Is there anyone who matches my way of loving?&#8221;</p></li></ul><p>The loneliness here is not only about being single, but about not feeling synchronized with the world&#8217;s emotional pace.</p><div><hr></div><h2>Yet Depth Is Also a Strength</h2><p>Despite its challenges, this way of bonding is not a weakness.</p><p>In fact, it often leads to more stable relationships when they do form:</p><ul><li><p>relationships built on understanding, not just attraction</p></li><li><p>bonds formed through trust, not impression</p></li><li><p>connections that survive after the &#8220;exciting phase&#8221; fades</p></li></ul><p>These relationships may not start explosively, but they tend to deepen over time.</p><div><hr></div><h1>Strategies for Navigating Modern Dating Without Losing Yourself</h1><p>Here are grounded, realistic approaches.</p><p></p><p>1. Learn to Distinguish &#8220;Intensity&#8221; from &#8220;Safety&#8221;</p><p>One of the most important skills is recognizing the difference between:</p><ul><li><p>fast emotional intensity<br>vs</p></li><li><p>consistent emotional safety</p></li></ul><p>Helpful questions include:</p><ul><li><p>Is this person consistent in behavior?</p></li><li><p>Do they remain stable when not trying to impress?</p></li><li><p>Does closeness persist without emotional highs and lows?</p></li></ul><p>Healthy depth tends to feel calm, not chaotic.</p><p></p><p>2. Do Not Rely on Conversation Alone</p><p>For people who value dialogue, conversation can feel like everything.</p><p>But real relationships are also revealed through:</p><ul><li><p>daily behavior</p></li><li><p>how someone treats others</p></li><li><p>how they handle conflict</p></li><li><p>emotional responsibility</p></li></ul><p>Conversation can be meaningful, but behavior is the foundation.</p><p></p><p>3. Slow Does Not Mean Passive</p><p>Taking time to build connection does not mean waiting without boundaries.</p><p>There is a difference between:</p><ul><li><p>giving space for real understanding<br>vs</p></li><li><p>ignoring red flags in the name of &#8220;process&#8221;</p></li></ul><p>Healthy slowness still has limits.</p><p></p><p>4. Build a Life That Does Not Revolve Around Romance</p><p>This is essential for emotional balance:</p><ul><li><p>strong friendships</p></li><li><p>meaningful work or creativity</p></li><li><p>stable routines</p></li><li><p>communities or interests</p></li></ul><p>The fuller a person&#8217;s life, the less likely they are to depend on one relationship as their only source of meaning.</p><p></p><p>5. Be Careful with &#8220;Fate Narratives&#8221;</p><p>Intense connections often come with stories like:</p><ul><li><p>&#8220;we are different from everyone else&#8221;</p></li><li><p>&#8220;this feels too meaningful to be random&#8221;</p></li><li><p>&#8220;I have never felt this before&#8221;</p></li></ul><p>These narratives feel powerful, but they are not always reliable.</p><p>What matters more is:</p><blockquote><p>whether the relationship works in everyday reality, not just emotional storytelling.</p></blockquote><p></p><p>6. Accept That Not Every Connection Must Become a Relationship</p><p>People who love deeply often struggle to let go of meaningful connections.</p><p>But not every connection is meant to become romantic.</p><p>Some people enter our lives to:</p><ul><li><p>shift our perspective</p></li><li><p>teach emotional boundaries</p></li><li><p>help us understand ourselves</p></li></ul><p>And that is still meaningful, even if it does not last.</p><p></p><div><hr></div><h1>Conclusion: Finding Alignment, Not Speed</h1><p>Ultimately, the challenge is not simply finding &#8220;someone.&#8221;</p><p>It is finding someone who:</p><ul><li><p>is not afraid of depth</p></li><li><p>does not replace understanding with speed</p></li><li><p>can endure silence and uncertainty</p></li><li><p>respects human beings beyond first impressions</p></li></ul><p>In a world that pushes everything to happen quickly, loving slowly can feel like a quiet form of resistance.</p><p>But that resistance carries value.</p><p>Because lasting relationships are rarely born from speed.</p><p>They are built through:</p><ul><li><p>time</p></li><li><p>honesty</p></li><li><p>patience</p></li><li><p>and the willingness to stay after the initial excitement fades</p></li></ul><p>And in the end, it may not be about finding the most captivating person at first glance.</p><p>But about finding someone who, after all first impressions fade, still makes you want to know them more.</p><div><hr></div><p><strong>Acknowledgements</strong></p><p>My sincere gratitude goes to all Kabesians for their support, encouragement, and kindness. Special appreciation is extended to those who contributed their insights, experiences, and perspectives, which helped enrich this article; </p><p>&#8206;Orchid ( @1orchid ) <br>&#8206;Takwa ( @tokoo ) <br>&#8206;selena ( @selena371writing ) <br>&#8206;Raven Silk Author ( @ravensilkauthor ) <br>&#8206;Embodied Grace - Melanie ( @embodiedgrace ) <br>&#8206;Lauren Carter ( @risingthemwhileiheal ) <br>&#8206;RMariez ( @rmariez ) <br>&#8206;MounaLisa ( @mounalisa ) <br>&#8206;Dr Water.&nbsp; ( @deepminders ) </p><p>May this writing be meaningful and provide a space for reflection for many readers.</p><p><strong>Yohanes Kabes</strong></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[When the Mirror Becomes the Enemy: On Parenting, Ego, and the Inheritance of Emotional Wounds]]></title><description><![CDATA[One of the most difficult truths for any parent to accept is this:]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/when-the-mirror-becomes-the-enemy</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/when-the-mirror-becomes-the-enemy</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2026 16:00:37 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!a50D!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fee1ef7e4-2450-4fcf-8710-e7423511fb03_940x788.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!a50D!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fee1ef7e4-2450-4fcf-8710-e7423511fb03_940x788.png" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!a50D!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_424, 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/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!a50D!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_1456, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_auto, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fee1ef7e4-2450-4fcf-8710-e7423511fb03_940x788.png 1456w" sizes="100vw" fetchpriority="high"></picture><div class="image-link-expand"><div class="pencraft pc-display-flex pc-gap-8 pc-reset"><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container restack-image"><svg aria-hidden="true" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 20 20" fill="none" stroke-width="1.5" stroke="var(--color-fg-primary)" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg"><g><path d="M2.53001 7.81595C3.49179 4.73911 6.43281 2.5 9.91173 2.5C13.1684 2.5 15.9537 4.46214 17.0852 7.23684L17.6179 8.67647M17.6179 8.67647L18.5002 4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p>One of the most difficult truths for any parent to accept is this:</p><blockquote><p><strong>Children do not become who we tell them to be. More often, they become what they repeatedly witness.</strong></p></blockquote><p>Many people believe that parenting is fulfilled once they provide food, clothing, education, and shelter. These responsibilities are indeed important. Yet parenting extends far beyond material provision. It is also the daily transmission of values, emotional patterns, and ways of relating to the world.</p><p>Children are constantly observing.</p><p>They watch how their parents speak to one another. They notice how disagreements are handled. They observe whether apologies are offered or avoided. They learn whether anger becomes violence, whether disappointment becomes blame, and whether love comes with respect or control.</p><p>Long before children understand morality through reason, they absorb it through imitation.</p><p>This is why the emotional maturity of parents matters.</p><h2>The First Mirror of Love</h2><p>Children learn what love is from what they experience every day.</p><p>If they witness affection accompanied by respect, consistency, and accountability, they are more likely to associate love with safety and dignity.</p><p>But when unhealthy relationships become normalized, children can begin to misunderstand the very nature of love itself.</p><blockquote><p><strong>Children learn what love looks like from what they witness every day. When unhealthy relationships are normalized, they may come to mistake wounds for a natural expression of love. Not all will repeat those patterns, but many will spend years working to break free from them.</strong></p></blockquote><p>A child who constantly witnesses shouting may conclude that aggression is simply passionate communication.</p><p>A child who grows up watching humiliation and contempt may mistake degradation for honesty.</p><p>A child raised by parents who never apologize may believe that protecting one's pride is more important than restoring broken relationships.</p><p>What becomes familiar often becomes normal.</p><p>And what becomes normal is rarely questioned.</p><p>The tragedy is not merely that unhealthy patterns exist. The tragedy is that they become invisible because they have been repeated for so long.</p><h2>When Ego Replaces Responsibility</h2><p>No parent wants to believe that they have contributed to their child's harmful behaviors.</p><p>The suggestion itself can feel deeply threatening.</p><p>As a result, many parents interpret observations as accusations.</p><p>There is an important difference between describing behavior and condemning a person's worth.</p><p>Saying:</p><blockquote><p>"Your child often disregards other people's boundaries."</p></blockquote><p>is not the same as saying:</p><blockquote><p>"Your child is a bad person."</p></blockquote><p>Likewise, acknowledging that parenting patterns influence children's behavior is not equivalent to declaring that parents are failures.</p><p>Yet emotionally immature adults often struggle to make this distinction.</p><p>Criticism directed toward behavior becomes criticism directed toward identity.</p><p>The response is rarely reflection.</p><p>Instead, defensiveness emerges.</p><p>Excuses are offered.</p><p>Blame is redirected.</p><p>The messenger becomes the enemy.</p><p>What could have been an opportunity for growth becomes an effort to preserve ego.</p><p>This reveals one of the defining characteristics of emotional immaturity:</p><blockquote><p><strong>The inability to separate correction from humiliation.</strong></p></blockquote><p>Mature people ask:</p><blockquote><p>"Is there truth in what is being said?"</p></blockquote><p>Immature people ask:</p><blockquote><p>"How dare they say this about me?"</p></blockquote><p>The difference between those two questions determines whether a person grows or remains trapped within their own blind spots.</p><h2>The Child as an Extension of the Parent</h2><p>Some parents unconsciously view their children not as independent human beings but as extensions of themselves.</p><p>When children succeed, the parents feel validated.</p><p>When children are criticized, the parents feel personally attacked.</p><p>Protecting the child's image becomes synonymous with protecting their own ego.</p><p>Consequently, problematic behaviors are minimized:</p><blockquote><p>"That's just how children are."</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>"People are too sensitive."</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>"Others are jealous."</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>"The environment is the problem."</p></blockquote><p>Meanwhile, the actual issue remains untouched.</p><p>The child never learns accountability.</p><p>The child never develops empathy.</p><p>The child never experiences the discomfort necessary for growth.</p><p>Instead, they learn that someone else is always responsible.</p><p>They inherit not only their parents' habits but also their inability to self-reflect.</p><h2>Society Lives with the Consequences</h2><p>One of the most overlooked realities of parenting is this:</p><blockquote><p><strong>Society does not raise your children, but society will live with the consequences of how you raise them.</strong></p></blockquote><p>Teachers encounter them.</p><p>Friends interact with them.</p><p>Future partners love them.</p><p>Coworkers collaborate with them.</p><p>Neighbors coexist with them.</p><p>Communities absorb the impact of the emotional skills&#8212;or emotional deficiencies&#8212;they carry into adulthood.</p><p>This is why society inevitably responds to behavior.</p><p>Sometimes that response comes as feedback.</p><p>Sometimes as boundaries.</p><p>Sometimes as criticism.</p><p>But criticism is not always cruelty.</p><p>In many cases, it is simply information.</p><p>It is a mirror.</p><p>And mirrors are uncomfortable precisely because they reveal what we would rather not see.</p><blockquote><p><strong>When the world holds up a mirror, don't be too quick to shatter it. Perhaps what needs to be examined is not the reflection itself, but what is being reflected.</strong></p></blockquote><h2>The Confusion Between Honor and Accountability</h2><p>In communities where family honor and collective identity carry significant importance, criticism can take on a different meaning.</p><p>A comment about a child's behavior may no longer be heard as concern.</p><p>Instead, it is interpreted as disrespect toward the parents, the extended family, the clan, or the community itself.</p><p>The question changes.</p><p>Not:</p><blockquote><p>"Is this true?"</p></blockquote><p>But:</p><blockquote><p>"Who gave you the right to say this?"</p></blockquote><p>Protecting dignity is important.</p><p>Communities require mechanisms that preserve harmony and prevent endless conflict.</p><p>However, problems arise when honor becomes a shield against accountability.</p><p>When criticism is automatically treated as an attack, self-awareness becomes impossible.</p><p>People become experts at defending appearances while neglecting character.</p><p>Image is preserved.</p><p>Integrity is sacrificed.</p><p>And anyone who dares to describe reality risks becoming the villain.</p><p>This creates a dangerous cycle:</p><ol><li><p>Harmful behavior occurs.</p></li><li><p>Someone points it out.</p></li><li><p>The family feels offended.</p></li><li><p>The critic is blamed.</p></li><li><p>Social pressure silences further discussion.</p></li><li><p>The original problem remains unresolved.</p></li></ol><p>Eventually, entire systems begin rewarding denial over honesty.</p><h2>Breaking the Cycle</h2><p>To acknowledge one's role in shaping a child's emotional world requires humility.</p><p>Humility demands that parents admit:</p><blockquote><p>"I may have contributed to this."</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>"Perhaps I also have wounds that influence how I parent."</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>"There may be something I still need to learn."</p></blockquote><p>This is not weakness.</p><p>It is courage.</p><p>The strongest parents are not those who never make mistakes.</p><p>They are those who can say:</p><blockquote><p>"I was wrong."</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>"I'm sorry."</p></blockquote><blockquote><p>"Let's do better."</p></blockquote><p>Children do not need perfect parents.</p><p>Perfection does not exist.</p><p>What they need are parents who are teachable.</p><p>Parents who understand that authority does not exempt them from growth.</p><p>Parents who are willing to confront their own unresolved pain before unconsciously passing it down.</p><p>Because every unexamined wound carries the possibility of becoming an inherited burden.</p><h2>Beyond Biology</h2><p>Having children is a biological event.</p><p>Becoming a parent is a moral responsibility.</p><p>It is the ongoing choice to nurture not only a child's body but also their conscience.</p><p>Children inherit more than genes.</p><p>They inherit the language of love they observed at home.</p><p>They inherit the ways anger was expressed.</p><p>They inherit attitudes toward vulnerability.</p><p>They inherit patterns of apology and forgiveness.</p><p>They inherit habits of accountability&#8212;or avoidance.</p><p>And while they may eventually choose differently, many spend years untangling beliefs they never consciously chose to adopt.</p><p>Some succeed in breaking destructive cycles.</p><p>Others unknowingly repeat them.</p><h2>The Courage to Look</h2><p>Perhaps the healthiest societies are not those without criticism.</p><p>Perhaps they are societies mature enough to distinguish between insult and reflection.</p><p>Because criticism is not always an act of hatred.</p><p>Sometimes it is an invitation to awareness.</p><p>Sometimes it is the first opportunity to interrupt a generational pattern before it becomes permanent.</p><p>A mirror does not create the stain on our face.</p><p>It merely reveals that the stain exists.</p><p>The real question is what we choose to do next.</p><p>Will we clean what needs cleansing?</p><p>Will we teach our children that accountability is not humiliation, but growth?</p><p>Will we model the courage to apologize, to listen, and to change?</p><p>Or will we continue breaking every mirror that reflects the truths we fear most?</p><p>In the end, the greatest gift parents can offer their children is not perfection, status, or the appearance of righteousness.</p><p>It is the example of a human being humble enough to learn, brave enough to self-correct, and wise enough to ensure that the wounds they inherited do not become the wounds they leave behind.</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[When Human Beings Are Reduced to a Single Label]]></title><description><![CDATA[There is something both fascinating and troubling about the way people judge one another.]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/when-human-beings-are-reduced-to</link><guid 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4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p></p><p>There is something both fascinating and troubling about the way people judge one another. We live in an age with greater access to information than any generation before us, yet our understanding of human beings often becomes increasingly superficial. Despite the vast amount of information available about a person's life, public attention is frequently directed toward only one thing: a single flaw, one mistake, one identity, or one characteristic that is then treated as the defining feature of who they are.</p><p></p><p>Yet human beings have never been that simple.</p><p></p><p>A person may live with physical limitations. They may face challenges that make life considerably more difficult than it is for others. Their sexual orientation may differ from that of the majority. They may have spent their lives navigating struggles that the public will never fully see or understand. And yet, throughout those challenges, they choose to build themselves. They cultivate their creativity, refine their skills, demonstrate dedication to their work, create meaningful contributions, help others, and leave behind something of value.</p><p></p><p>Then a group of people comes along and chooses to ignore all of it.</p><p></p><p>They are not interested in the years of effort, character, or contribution that person has invested. Instead, they search for a single point that can be magnified&#8212;a small fragment of a much larger life that can be transformed into the primary lens through which the individual is viewed.</p><p></p><p>This is where the real problem begins.</p><p></p><p>When someone is only capable of seeing one aspect of a complex human being and uses that single aspect as the foundation of their entire judgment, what is being revealed is not the limitation of the person being judged, but the limitation of the observer's perspective.</p><p></p><p>Mature individuals understand that a person can possess flaws while still having value. Someone can make mistakes while also achieving remarkable things. A person can be different and still deserve dignity and respect. Human life has always been far greater than any label attached to it.</p><p></p><p>Not everyone, however, chooses to see people as whole human beings.</p><p></p><p>Some are far more attracted to simplified narratives&#8212;stories that are easy to sell to a crowd. Narratives that divide the world into heroes and villains, into those who are entirely right and those who are entirely wrong. Such stories are easier to consume than the uncomfortable reality that human beings are complicated, contradictory, and filled with nuance.</p><p></p><p>This phenomenon becomes even more pronounced in public spaces and on social media. In these environments, attention is an incredibly valuable currency. The more controversial a story becomes, the more likely it is to attract engagement. As a result, many people become more interested in discussing someone's weaknesses than in understanding the entirety of their life.</p><p></p><p>Under such circumstances, a minor flaw can be amplified until it overshadows decades of dedication. A single incident can be used to erase years of contribution. The public is no longer invited to understand a human being; instead, they are encouraged to consume a simplified character.</p><p></p><p>Ironically, many of the people participating in this process are not always fully aware of what they are doing.</p><p></p><p>Some become trapped by psychological biases that affect nearly all human beings. We are naturally more sensitive to negative information than positive information. We remember failures more easily than achievements. We prefer information that confirms our existing beliefs rather than information that challenges them. And when a large group of people repeats the same narrative, we often begin to accept it as truth without examining it critically.</p><p></p><p>As a result, a crowd can form not because its members understand the facts, but because they share the same assumptions.</p><p></p><p>Within these dynamics, another equally dangerous phenomenon emerges: provocation disguised as truth.</p><p></p><p>A person may tell the story of a conflict entirely from their own perspective. They select the details that make them appear righteous while omitting the details that would complicate the narrative. Every action of the opposing party is magnified. Every mistake is highlighted and displayed. Meanwhile, their own role in the conflict gradually disappears from the story.</p><p></p><p>Public sympathy begins to grow.</p><p></p><p>A crowd exposed to only one side of the story may believe they are defending justice. They may believe they are standing on the side of truth. They may believe they are opposing someone who deserves punishment. Yet often they are not responding to reality itself, but to a carefully curated narrative presented as reality.</p><p></p><p>The greatest danger of a crowd is not its size. The greatest danger is its ability to create the illusion that popularity is evidence of truth.</p><p></p><p>History repeatedly demonstrates that large numbers of people can believe something false at the same time.</p><p></p><p>At this stage, the focus of the conflict frequently shifts. The pursuit of truth is replaced by the pursuit of narrative dominance. Facts become secondary to public perception. People stop asking, *"What actually happened?"* and begin asking, *"Who has been more successful at controlling the story?"*</p><p></p><p>And when public perception becomes the ultimate objective, a person's character is often the first casualty.</p><p></p><p>The real human being gradually disappears behind the labels created to define them. Their struggles are forgotten. Their achievements are dismissed. Their complexity is reduced to a single word, one identity, or one mistake that is deemed sufficient to explain their entire existence.</p><p></p><p>Yet no human being can be understood fairly through one small fragment of their life.</p><p></p><p>True moral maturity is reflected in the ability to see the broader picture. It is the capacity to acknowledge someone's flaws without erasing their worth. It is the ability to criticize without denying another person's humanity. It is the understanding that people are greater than their worst moments and more complex than the labels imposed upon them.</p><p></p><p>Perhaps this is why authenticity possesses such profound power. It reminds us that human beings are not characters in stories created to entertain crowds. They are individuals whose wounds, struggles, fears, hopes, failures, and achievements coexist within the same life.</p><p></p><p>When we choose to see people in their entirety, we are not defending their perfection. We are honoring their humanity.</p><p></p><p>And perhaps that is what the world needs most today: not more judges eager to deliver verdicts, but more people wise enough to recognize that human beings are never as narrow as the labels attached to them. They are always larger, more complex, and far more valuable than any narrative that attempts to reduce them to a single point.</p><p></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[In the Age of AI, We Are Not Losing Words. We Are Losing Authenticity]]></title><description><![CDATA[We live in an era where words are produced in greater quantities than ever before.]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/in-the-age-of-ai-we-are-not-losing</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/in-the-age-of-ai-we-are-not-losing</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2026 22:20:28 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!C1y7!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Ffb955b57-3905-48ab-9f99-058ea9cd8898_940x788.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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live in an era where words are produced in greater quantities than ever before.</p><p>Every day, millions of articles, social media posts, videos, and other forms of content are created within seconds. Technology allows people to write faster, more clearly, and more efficiently. Artificial intelligence can now generate polished, structured, and coherent text that is often indistinguishable from human writing.</p><p>Yet amid this abundance of words, so many people still feel unheard.</p><p>Why is it that despite consuming countless inspiring articles, motivational quotes, and carefully crafted narratives, many continue to experience a sense of emptiness that they struggle to explain?</p><p>Perhaps the problem is not a lack of words. Perhaps what we are losing is authenticity.</p><h2>When Everything Sounds Right, Yet Nothing Feels Real</h2><p>We have become accustomed to consuming content that has been refined, edited, optimized, and curated. Sentences are polished. Emotions are softened. Opinions are filtered to be more acceptable and less controversial.</p><p>There is nothing inherently wrong with this.</p><p>But there is a consequence that often goes unnoticed.</p><p>The more polished our communication becomes, the harder it is to find traces of genuine humanity within it.</p><p>Most readers are not searching for perfection. What they seek is something real. They are searching for a human voice behind the words.</p><p>They want to encounter someone who has felt fear as they have.</p><p>Someone who has experienced uncertainty.</p><p>Someone who has questioned their place in the world.</p><p>Someone who has felt alone in a crowded room.</p><p>Not because they are looking for immediate solutions, but because they need reassurance that their experiences are part of the human condition.</p><h2>Feeling Understood Before Finding the Words</h2><p>There is something remarkable that happens when someone reads a piece of writing and thinks:</p><p><em>"This is exactly how I feel."</em></p><p>Often, this realization comes before they have found the language to describe those feelings themselves.</p><p>Many emotions emerge long before we are capable of articulating them. We experience loss before we understand its shape. We feel loneliness before we can explain its source. We sense emptiness before we know what to call it.</p><p>This is where honest writing holds a unique power.</p><p>Writing rooted in genuine human experience can make people feel heard before they have spoken.</p><p>It can make them feel understood before they have learned how to explain themselves.</p><p>Sometimes a writer's role is not to provide answers. Sometimes it is simply to give a name to something that has quietly existed within the reader all along.</p><h2>The Raw Humanity People Are Searching For</h2><p>In a world that is more digitally connected than ever, a paradox has emerged.</p><p>We have unprecedented access to information, yet many people feel increasingly disconnected from themselves.</p><p>They read more, yet feel less understood.</p><p>They consume more content, yet struggle to make sense of their own experiences.</p><p>Perhaps what they are seeking is not more information.</p><p>Perhaps they are searching for honesty.</p><p>Not uncontrolled emotion, but honest emotion.</p><p>The kind of emotion that is not hidden behind the performance of perfection.</p><p>The kind that acknowledges that human beings can be vulnerable, confused, wounded, and uncertain&#8212;and still be worthy of dignity and understanding.</p><p>It is this honesty that often gives writing its emotional weight.</p><p>Because readers are not merely encountering ideas.</p><p>They are encountering another human being.</p><h2>Why the Same Truth Must Be Told Again and Again</h2><p>Some people wonder why the same ideas need to be expressed repeatedly in different ways.</p><p>The answer is simple.</p><p>Because human beings are different.</p><p>Not everyone understands the world through the same language, perspective, or experience.</p><p>Some connect through logic.</p><p>Others through stories.</p><p>Some through personal reflection.</p><p>Others through poetry, music, or metaphor.</p><p>A meaningful truth often needs to be translated into many forms before it can reach many people.</p><p>Not because the truth changes.</p><p>But because the people receiving it do.</p><p>Writing is not merely the act of delivering information.</p><p>It is the act of translating human experience into a language that others can recognize within themselves.</p><h2>A Reminder That We Are Human</h2><p>Perhaps the reason so many people continue to feel empty despite consuming endless amounts of content is that they are searching for something that polished words alone cannot provide.</p><p>They are searching for a reminder that they are human.</p><p>That they do not have to be strong all the time.</p><p>That they do not have to be endlessly productive.</p><p>That they do not need to have every answer.</p><p>That they do not have to pretend everything is fine.</p><p>Behind all the technology, algorithms, and artificial intelligence, humanity's deepest needs remain remarkably unchanged.</p><p>We want to be understood.</p><p>We want to feel connected.</p><p>We want to know that what we are experiencing has also been experienced by someone else.</p><p>And perhaps, in a future where words can be generated in seconds, the true value of writing will no longer be measured by how flawless it sounds.</p><p>Instead, it will be measured by how human it feels.</p><p>Because in the end, what people long for most is not perfect language.</p><p>It is authenticity, the kind that reminds them they are not alone.</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[When Ignorance Becomes Profitable: Literacy, Emotion, and the Decline of Meaningful Discourse in the Age of Social Media]]></title><description><![CDATA[One of the most troubling aspects of modern society is not the existence of limited literacy itself.]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/when-ignorance-becomes-profitable</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/when-ignorance-becomes-profitable</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2026 15:19:52 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!i20a!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F3a42767f-9da4-4382-a054-76565f489759_940x788.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><div 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4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p>One of the most troubling aspects of modern society is not the existence of limited literacy itself. A lack of knowledge is a natural part of being human. No one is born with complete understanding, and everyone has areas in which they are uninformed.</p><p>What is far more concerning is when limited literacy is allowed to flourish, preserved, or even exploited because certain individuals, groups, or institutions benefit from it.</p><p>In such circumstances, ignorance is no longer viewed as a problem to be solved but as a resource to be leveraged. The less people understand context, the easier they are to influence. The less capable they are of critical thinking, the more vulnerable they become to narratives designed to provoke emotion rather than encourage understanding.</p><p>As a result, society gradually loses its ability to distinguish between information and manipulation, criticism and personal attacks, facts and interpretations.</p><h2>Literacy Is More Than the Ability to Read</h2><p>When people hear the word "literacy," they often think of reading and writing. In reality, literacy encompasses much more than that.</p><p>Literacy involves the ability to understand context, evaluate information, identify bias, verify sources, and consider multiple perspectives before reaching a conclusion.</p><p>A person may read thousands of words every day and still possess poor literacy if they cannot properly comprehend what they are reading.</p><p>In the age of social media, these skills have become increasingly essential because information spreads faster than people can verify it. Many react to headlines without reading the full article. Others respond to short video clips without understanding the broader context. Opinions are formed based on fragments of conversations that have been edited or presented in ways that create a specific impression.</p><p>In such an environment, misunderstanding is no longer the exception&#8212;it becomes almost inevitable.</p><h2>When Emotion Replaces Understanding</h2><p>The problem becomes even more complicated when limited literacy intersects with emotional immaturity.</p><p>Not everyone who lacks understanding will create conflict. However, when ignorance begins to shape emotional responses, the consequences can be significant.</p><p>Someone who lacks context is more likely to take offense. Someone who cannot distinguish criticism of an idea from criticism of their identity is more likely to become defensive. Someone who reacts before reflecting is more likely to engage in unnecessary disputes.</p><p>Eventually, discussion ceases to function as a means of pursuing truth or mutual understanding.</p><p>Instead, it becomes a vehicle for emotional release.</p><p>People stop asking, "Is this true?"</p><p>They begin asking, "Does this make me angry?"</p><p>If the answer is yes, the anger itself is often treated as sufficient justification for action.</p><h2>Why Social Media Amplifies the Problem</h2><p>Social media operates differently from traditional spaces for dialogue.</p><p>In face-to-face conversations, individuals generally have the opportunity to clarify their intentions and provide context. In long-form writing, ideas can be developed and explained thoroughly.</p><p>Social media, however, frequently rewards speed over depth.</p><p>Algorithms tend to amplify content that provokes strong emotional reactions. Outrage, shock, fear, and hostility often travel faster than thoughtful explanations and nuanced discussions.</p><p>As a consequence, many people learn that being emotional is more rewarding than being accurate.</p><p>Attention, social validation, and group approval can often be gained more easily through emotional reactions than through careful analysis.</p><p>Over time, this creates an environment where people compete to react rather than to think.</p><h2>Waiting for the Perfect Opportunity to Judge</h2><p>Another phenomenon is equally revealing.</p><p>Often, individuals are not criticized primarily for their ideas or actions. Instead, criticism intensifies when they make a minor mistake, express themselves ambiguously, or become involved in a situation that can easily be misunderstood.</p><p>At that moment, countless voices suddenly emerge to condemn them.</p><p>This raises an important question:</p><p>Are these individuals genuinely motivated by principles?</p><p>Or were they simply waiting for a socially acceptable opportunity to attack?</p><p>In many cases, it appears that some people are not seeking justice at all. They are seeking justification.</p><p>They wait for a small flaw that can validate a pre-existing dislike or prejudice.</p><p>Once such an opportunity appears, the mistake is magnified, repeated, and exaggerated far beyond its original significance.</p><p>Context disappears.</p><p>Nuance disappears.</p><p>What remains is the narrative most convenient for public consumption.</p><h2>From Seeking Truth to Seeking a Target</h2><p>When literacy declines and emotions dominate, society gradually changes.</p><p>The focus shifts away from discovering the truth.</p><p>Instead, attention turns toward finding someone to blame.</p><p>People stop asking what actually happened.</p><p>They begin asking who should be held responsible.</p><p>The goal is no longer understanding.</p><p>The goal becomes winning a moral contest in the court of public opinion.</p><p>In such an environment, truth is often the first casualty.</p><p>Truth requires patience, while outrage provides immediate gratification.</p><h2>When Appearance Matters More Than Achievement</h2><p>The decline in the quality of public discourse can also be observed in the way people evaluate one another.</p><p>Rather than discussing achievements, contributions, dedication, or ideas, attention often shifts toward physical appearance.</p><p>Body shape.</p><p>Facial features.</p><p>Age.</p><p>Clothing.</p><p>Other superficial characteristics.</p><p>Yet these attributes rarely have any meaningful connection to the quality of a person's ideas or contributions.</p><p>This trend reflects a preference for easy judgments over meaningful evaluations.</p><p>Judging someone's appearance takes only seconds.</p><p>Understanding their work may require hours.</p><p>Mocking a person's physical traits is effortless.</p><p>Evaluating their ideas demands intellectual effort.</p><p>When society becomes more interested in appearance than contribution, the issue extends beyond a mere change of topic. It reflects a decline in the standards by which people are assessed.</p><p>Individuals begin to be valued for what is visible rather than for what they create.</p><h2>The Growing Rarity of Maturity</h2><p>Ultimately, this issue is not solely about literacy.</p><p>It is also about maturity.</p><p>Literacy without emotional maturity can produce individuals who are intelligent yet arrogant.</p><p>Emotional maturity without literacy can produce well-intentioned individuals who are easily manipulated.</p><p>Society needs both.</p><p>The ability to think clearly.</p><p>And the ability to manage emotions responsibly.</p><p>An intellectually mature person can acknowledge the possibility of being wrong.</p><p>An emotionally mature person can hear something they dislike without feeling compelled to attack the speaker.</p><p>Both qualities are increasingly valuable in a world that encourages people to react faster than they think.</p><h2>Conclusion</h2><p>Perhaps the greatest threat to modern public discourse is not disagreement itself.</p><p>Disagreement has always existed and always will.</p><p>The greater threat emerges when limited literacy, emotional immaturity, judgmental culture, and an obsession with appearances converge within the same social environment.</p><p>At that point, discussion loses its purpose as a search for truth.</p><p>It becomes a performance.</p><p>What is rewarded is no longer understanding, but reaction.</p><p>No longer substance, but sensation.</p><p>No longer contribution, but image.</p><p>And when society begins to value noise more than truth, we are no longer facing merely a crisis of information.</p><p>We are facing a crisis of human maturity.</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Loneliness in an Age of Connection: When People Are Forced to Become Someone Else]]></title><description><![CDATA[&#8220;Sometimes you feel lonely because you have not yet looked within, found, and embraced the part of yourself that has been lost, so that you can become whole within yourself&#8212;the part you have neglected for so long while constantly searching for love and validation in the illusion of the crowd.&#8221;]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/loneliness-in-an-age-of-connection</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/loneliness-in-an-age-of-connection</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2026 00:32:16 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!Q0Pj!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F4ef500e6-2916-4248-839a-9486f3c28eb7_940x788.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" 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y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p></p><p>&#8220;Sometimes you feel lonely because you have not yet looked within, found, and embraced the part of yourself that has been lost, so that you can become whole within yourself&#8212;the part you have neglected for so long while constantly searching for love and validation in the illusion of the crowd.&#8221;</p><p>We live in a strange era. Technology has made human beings more connected than ever before. Within seconds, a person can communicate with thousands of others, share their thoughts with the world, and find communities that share their interests. Yet despite all these connections, loneliness remains one of the most common human experiences.</p><p>Loneliness does not always mean having no friends. Nor does it always mean living alone. A person can be surrounded by family, community, places of worship, or social circles and still feel isolated. More often than not, loneliness emerges when someone feels that their authentic self has no space to exist.</p><p>Many people go through life carrying parts of themselves that they never fully reveal to the world. From an early age, they learn that certain things are acceptable while others must be hidden. As a result, some grow up believing that acceptance can only be earned if they are willing to sacrifice honesty about who they truly are.</p><p>This is often where the human tragedy begins.</p><p>When someone is constantly pressured to become someone else in order to be accepted, they gradually learn that who they are is not enough. They begin to believe that they must be fixed, adjusted, or transformed before they deserve love, respect, and belonging.</p><p>Yet no acceptance from others can replace acceptance of oneself.</p><p>If a person is forced to deny who they are in order to satisfy the expectations of others, those demanding that denial will rarely bear its consequences. They may feel satisfied because their beliefs have been affirmed or their values preserved. But the burden of self-denial remains with the individual who must live it.</p><p>The wounds created by living far from one's true self are often invisible. They do not always appear as tears or anger. Sometimes they emerge as an emptiness that is difficult to explain&#8212;a feeling that life keeps moving forward while an essential part of oneself has been left behind.</p><p>In this context, the experiences of some LGBTQ+ individuals reflect a broader struggle surrounding acceptance and identity. Many face pressure, whether direct or indirect, to live lives that are more socially acceptable. One common form of that pressure is the expectation to marry someone of the opposite sex in order to gain social legitimacy.</p><p>For some, such a decision may not arise from love, but from fear. Fear of rejection. Fear of losing family. Fear of losing community. Fear of being seen as a disappointment.</p><p>The problem is that love and social pressure are not the same thing.</p><p>Love is acceptance of another person's existence. Love is not born from fear. Love does not grow through threats. Love does not require a mask in order to survive. Social pressure, on the other hand, often grows out of a desire to meet expectations, maintain appearances, or avoid punishment from society.</p><p>Many people still struggle to distinguish between love that comes from genuine acceptance and choices that are driven by fear.</p><p>When a relationship is built primarily to satisfy social expectations, its foundation becomes unstable. Relationships built upon self-denial often carry deeper conflicts than what is visible on the surface. A person's internal struggle does not disappear simply because they have fulfilled society's expectations. In many cases, that conflict continues to live within them.</p><p>The consequences are not limited to the individual. They can also affect those around them, including partners and children. A family may appear perfectly healthy from the outside, while years of self-denial quietly create emotional distance that is difficult to understand or explain.</p><p>At the same time, there are frequent claims that a person's sexual orientation can be fully explained by upbringing or environment. Reality, however, is far more complex. Many people with diverse sexual orientations are born into and raised within heterosexual families. This fact alone suggests that human experience cannot be reduced to a single, simple cause.</p><p>Perhaps one of humanity's greatest mistakes is the belief that everything must have a simple answer.</p><p>We want the world to be explained through easy formulas. We want every difference to have a single cause that can be identified and blamed. Yet human life does not work that way. Human consciousness, identity, emotions, and lived experiences are far more complex than we often acknowledge.</p><p>For that reason, debates that focus only on finding someone to blame rarely lead to deeper understanding. We become so busy defending our positions that we forget to see the human being behind the argument.</p><p>Some religious people also fall into this pattern. They may feel obligated to judge or regulate the lives of others according to their beliefs. But to me, the reality of human experience is often more urgent and deserving of attention than the desire to impose conclusions upon others.</p><p>The problem is not religion itself. The problem arises when belief becomes a tool for controlling other human beings.</p><p>When a person becomes more concerned with ensuring that others live according to their standards than with understanding their suffering, what emerges is no longer compassion. What emerges is the need to be right. The need to feel superior. The need to maintain a sense of moral authority that is often disguised as virtue.</p><p>Not everything that is different from us needs to be controlled.</p><p>Not everything we do not understand needs to be condemned.</p><p>Sometimes the most honest response is not to provide answers, but to admit that we do not possess all of them.</p><p>The mysteries of existence are too vast to be fully claimed by anyone. Humanity has spent thousands of years trying to understand itself, yet there is still much that cannot be explained with certainty. We know many things, but we still live surrounded by mystery.</p><p>Perhaps that is why humility remains one of the most important qualities for living together. Humility allows us to recognize that others possess experiences we do not. Humility reminds us that our understanding will always have limits.</p><p>In the end, the most important question is not whether everyone will agree with one another. That may never happen.</p><p>The more important question is this: Can we see one another as human beings before we see one another as subjects of debate?</p><p>Because behind every identity, every belief, every orientation, and every difference, there is a person trying to live their life as best they can. Someone who wants to be loved, understood, and accepted. Someone who experiences loneliness, hope, fear, and joy just like everyone else.</p><p>And perhaps, in a world that grows increasingly connected yet increasingly divided, the ability to recognize each other's humanity is the rarest&#8212;and most necessary&#8212;form of love we have left.</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[When Emotional Expression Is Treated as Rebellion: The Family Wounds That Quietly Shape the Way We See the World]]></title><description><![CDATA[Not everyone grows up in an emotionally safe environment.]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/when-emotional-expression-is-treated</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/when-emotional-expression-is-treated</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2026 19:53:43 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!rRYA!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F5fc07acb-560e-4485-9ff4-6227e8f5afa7_1080x1350.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!rRYA!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F5fc07acb-560e-4485-9ff4-6227e8f5afa7_1080x1350.png" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!rRYA!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_424, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, 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/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!rRYA!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_1456, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F5fc07acb-560e-4485-9ff4-6227e8f5afa7_1080x1350.png 1456w" sizes="100vw"><img src="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!rRYA!,w_1456,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F5fc07acb-560e-4485-9ff4-6227e8f5afa7_1080x1350.png" width="1080" height="1350" 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/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!rRYA!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_1456, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_auto, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F5fc07acb-560e-4485-9ff4-6227e8f5afa7_1080x1350.png 1456w" sizes="100vw" fetchpriority="high"></picture><div class="image-link-expand"><div class="pencraft pc-display-flex pc-gap-8 pc-reset"><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container restack-image"><svg aria-hidden="true" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 20 20" fill="none" stroke-width="1.5" stroke="var(--color-fg-primary)" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg"><g><path d="M2.53001 7.81595C3.49179 4.73911 6.43281 2.5 9.91173 2.5C13.1684 2.5 15.9537 4.46214 17.0852 7.23684L17.6179 8.67647M17.6179 8.67647L18.5002 4.26471M17.6179 8.67647L13.6473 6.91176M17.4995 12.1841C16.5378 15.2609 13.5967 17.5 10.1178 17.5C6.86118 17.5 4.07589 15.5379 2.94432 12.7632L2.41165 11.3235M2.41165 11.3235L1.5293 15.7353M2.41165 11.3235L6.38224 13.0882"></path></g></svg></button><button tabindex="0" type="button" class="pencraft pc-reset pencraft icon-container view-image"><svg xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" width="20" height="20" viewBox="0 0 24 24" fill="none" stroke="currentColor" stroke-width="2" stroke-linecap="round" stroke-linejoin="round" class="lucide lucide-maximize2 lucide-maximize-2"><polyline points="15 3 21 3 21 9"></polyline><polyline points="9 21 3 21 3 15"></polyline><line x1="21" x2="14" y1="3" y2="10"></line><line x1="3" x2="10" y1="21" y2="14"></line></svg></button></div></div></div></a></figure></div><p>Not everyone grows up in an emotionally safe environment. Some are raised in families where crying is seen as weakness, anger as disrespect, disappointment as ingratitude, and expressing emotions as a form of rebellion.</p><p>In environments like these, children do not learn to understand emotions as something human. They learn to see emotions as threats. They learn that feelings must be suppressed in order to be accepted. That safety depends on staying quiet, adapting, and never making others uncomfortable.</p><p>The problem is that these patterns do not end in childhood. They grow alongside a person into adulthood and slowly shape the way they interpret the world.</p><p>Eventually, many people stop seeing emotions clearly. They begin to mistake:</p><ul><li><p>firmness for anger,</p></li><li><p>boundaries for rejection,</p></li><li><p>criticism for humiliation,</p></li><li><p>emotional honesty for conflict,</p></li><li><p>even ordinary facial expressions or tones of voice as threats.</p></li></ul><p>And yet, human beings express emotions in different ways. Some express anger through words, others through actions, while some remain silent even though their anger can still be felt. Not every emotion is an attack. Not every form of firmness is aggression. And not every emotional expression is intended to hurt someone.</p><p>But when a person is raised in an environment where emotions feel dangerous, their entire system learns to stay on alert. They no longer encounter people as they truly are. Instead, they encounter reflections of their old wounds within other people.</p><p>This is why family wounds often affect every aspect of a person&#8217;s life. Not only their relationship with their parents, but also:</p><ul><li><p>romantic relationships,</p></li><li><p>friendships,</p></li><li><p>the way they work,</p></li><li><p>the way they handle conflict,</p></li><li><p>and even the way they see themselves.</p></li></ul><p>They may become someone who:</p><ul><li><p>struggles to receive criticism without feeling attacked,</p></li><li><p>fears honest communication,</p></li><li><p>becomes overly sensitive to changes in tone,</p></li><li><p>feels the need to please everyone in order to feel safe,</p></li><li><p>or becomes defensive and attacks first before being hurt.</p></li></ul><p>Perhaps the saddest part is that many of them do not even realize that the way they see the world has been shaped by unresolved fear. They believe the world itself is constantly threatening them, when in reality their mind and body simply never learned what true emotional safety feels like.</p><p>But understanding trauma does not mean every behavior born from it should be endlessly excused. Trauma may explain someone&#8217;s behavior, but it does not automatically free them from responsibility for how they treat others. The world should not have to continuously carry wounds that originated from someone else&#8217;s family foundation.</p><p>Sometimes, what a person truly needs is not endless self-defense, but the simple awareness that other people also have the right to emotional reactions. That others DESERVE to feel angry, disappointed, distant, or emotionally expressive when the hurt genuinely came from us.</p><p>Because not every emotional reaction is an attack. Sometimes it is simply the natural emotional consequence of being hurt.</p><p>Unfortunately, many people who grew up in emotionally unhealthy environments struggle to distinguish between the two. They interpret every form of anger as a threat, every criticism as humiliation, and every distance as rejection of their worth. As a result, they continue to hold onto the identity of &#8220;the wounded one,&#8221; even in moments where they themselves became the source of pain for others.</p><p>And this is where emotional maturity becomes essential. Emotional maturity begins when someone is able to pause and ask themselves honestly:</p><p>&#8220;Did I actually hurt someone this time?&#8221;</p><p>It is a simple question, yet an incredibly difficult one for people who have spent their entire lives in survival mode. Because admitting fault requires feeling emotionally safe enough not to collapse under guilt.</p><p>This is why many people find it easier to label others as &#8220;toxic&#8221; than to confront the possibility that the other person&#8217;s reaction may have been born from wounds they themselves caused. And yet, human beings have the right to react when they are hurt.</p><p>What truly matters is learning to distinguish:</p><ul><li><p>human anger from abuse,</p></li><li><p>pain from manipulation,</p></li><li><p>valid emotional wounds from harmful behavior.</p></li></ul><p>A person can be angry without becoming abusive.<br>They can feel disappointed without becoming manipulative.<br>They can create distance without hatred.<br>And they can express pain without losing their humanity.</p><p>Because in the end, emotional maturity is not about never feeling angry or hurt. Emotional maturity is the ability to distinguish:</p><ul><li><p>real threats,</p></li><li><p>ordinary human emotional expression,</p></li><li><p>criticism,</p></li><li><p>rejection,</p></li><li><p>and emotions that are not actually about our self-worth.</p></li></ul><p>Real healing often begins with one simple realization:</p><p>&#8220;Not everyone is trying to attack me.&#8221;</p><p>And perhaps, for the first time, someone begins to see the world not through the lens of their old wounds, but through a healthier understanding of humanity, emotion, and shared emotional responsibility.</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Anatomy of Becoming]]></title><description><![CDATA[Escape From The Cage]]></description><link>https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/the-anatomy-of-becoming</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/p/the-anatomy-of-becoming</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yohanes Kabes]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 25 May 2026 22:30:59 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!fz_C!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fc265d05a-6335-436a-a590-cf4c6f95985f_960x764.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" target="_blank" href="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!fz_C!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fc265d05a-6335-436a-a590-cf4c6f95985f_960x764.jpeg" data-component-name="Image2ToDOM"><div class="image2-inset"><picture><source type="image/webp" srcset="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!fz_C!, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/w_424, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/c_limit, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/f_webp, /__u/yohaneskabeslit.substack.com/q_auto:good, 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praise someone&#8217;s adaptation than question what forced them to adapt in the first place.<br>We call someone strong without asking why they were never allowed to fall apart, independent without asking who made dependence feel unsafe, low-maintenance without wondering when they learned their needs were too expensive, and funny without asking how long they had to turn pain into something the room could laugh with instead of actually sit beside.</p><p>The world loves wounded people once the wound becomes useful. It loves the person who keeps working, keeps entertaining, keeps asking for nothing, and keeps making pain look charming enough to avoid becoming anyone else&#8217;s responsibility. What it does not love is having to ask what kind of world keeps producing people who are only admired after they have learned how to suffer quietly. </p><blockquote><p>Some personalities are not born from freedom, but constructed in emergencies. Some traits are not identity, but evidence. And maybe the better question is not always &#8220;Who am I?&#8221; but &#8220;What did I become because I had no other choice?&#8221;</p></blockquote><div><hr></div><h1><em>I CAMOUFLAGE</em></h1><blockquote><p>They run while embracing storms,<br>denying their longing for fragility.<br>For years, they dissolve themselves into a canvas,<br>among egos scattered everywhere.</p><p>They drown their purity<br>within a monochrome sea,<br>and allow themselves to be reshaped<br>by brushes<br>held by hands that paint falsehood.</p><p>Actors so flawless<br>within their roles,<br>dancing upon scripts<br>written under the conditions of acceptance;<br>selling their self-worth<br>for the endless pursuit<br>of being loved.</p><p>For years, memorising conversations<br>that constructs their way of thinking,<br>only to be lost<br>within a whirl of shattered glass<br>scattered without end.</p><p>Every mask stands in rows,<br>casting down self-worth<br>for strokes of colour<br>adorned with expectations,<br>auctioning their value<br>for validation.</p></blockquote><div class="callout-block" data-callout="true"><p style="text-align: justify;">I think many people unconsciously build emotional masks as a way to survive pain, rejection, fear, or the constant desire to belong. Over time, unresolved wounds, internal struggles, and repeated disappointment can slowly shape how a person behaves, thinks, and sees their own worth. Some begin adjusting their voices, emotions, or personalities just to feel accepted, loved, or safe, until survival starts to look like identity.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I think trauma, emotional neglect, and deeply rooted issues can quietly influence personality in ways that are not always visible. Some become distant to avoid being hurt, some become overly pleasing to avoid abandonment, while others seek constant validation because they were never taught how to feel enough on their own. When someone lives too long behind emotional defences, fear, or expectations, the line between who they truly are and who they learned to become can slowly disappear. The danger is not only in losing authenticity but also in forgetting how to exist without masks, performance, or the need to constantly prove one's worth.</p></div><h1><em>II SHELL</em></h1><blockquote><p>When blending in was no longer enough,<br>They built a fortress.<br>They pulled every soft corner inward<br>into a heavy shell,<br>locking the doors,<br>hardening the boundaries of self.</p><p>They let logic rule this fortress,<br>believing that if they felt nothing at all,<br>then nothing could ever hurt them.</p><p>Yet the air inside<br>grew thinner and thinner.<br>They changed shells<br>again and again,<br>running toward the heart of storms,<br>hoping this confinement<br>would finally shatter apart.</p><p>They were tired<br>of surviving this way.<br>They were tired<br>of being bent and reshaped<br>by the hands of others.</p><p>They refuse every force imposed upon me.<br>They refuse to let my mind become a puppet<br>or their heart<br>become so easily manipulated.</p><p>They keep searching for new shells,<br>When the old ones are rigid, narrow, and hardened, </p><p>they should have broken apart<br>and revealed their fragile sides.</p><p>They keep seeking safety<br>within new containers<br>That only tightens<br>the space in which they move.</p><p>Wearing shells,<br>spinning inside toxic circles,<br>When what should be shattered is the prison itself, to free the self<br>from moral expectations<br>that confines the freedom to live.</p></blockquote><div class="callout-block" data-callout="true"><p style="text-align: justify;">I think many people build emotional shells when vulnerability no longer feels safe. What begins as protection can slowly become isolation. Logic, numbness, detachment, and rigid boundaries may feel like strength, but often they are survival responses shaped by pain, betrayal, control, or repeated disappointment. A shell can protect someone from being hurt, yet it can also restrict growth, intimacy, and emotional freedom.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I think the greater danger arises when survival becomes a habit. People may keep replacing one defence with another, new walls, new identities, new forms of control, without realising they are still trapped inside fear. Sometimes the hardest thing is not protecting oneself, but allowing old, rigid defences to break and accepting fragility as part of being human. Healing often begins when a person no longer mistakes confinement for safety.</p></div><div><hr></div><h3>The Architecture of the Shell</h3><blockquote><p>The problem with camouflage is not that it hides you from the world, but that it can eventually hide you from yourself.</p></blockquote><p>At first, the mask feels like intelligence because it teaches you which parts of yourself to lower, exaggerate, polish, or bury, depending on what the room is willing to reward. Your fear becomes independence, your disappointment becomes humour, your silence becomes maturity, and your exhaustion becomes the kind of strength people praise because it never asks anything from them.</p><p>After a while, you stop performing only for acceptance and begin performing for continuity, because the version of you that survived now has a hundred witnesses, and honesty begins to feel less like freedom than disappointing an audience you never meant to gather. So the mask does not simply stay on your face. It begins to organize your instincts, teaching you to reach for control before tenderness, distance before disappointment, usefulness before need, and composure before truth, until survival is no longer something you do in moments of danger but the architecture through which you move through life.</p><blockquote><p><strong>That is where camouflage becomes shell: </strong>when the disguise stops being a response to the world and becomes the structure of the self.</p></blockquote><div><hr></div><h3>The Self That Remains</h3><p>If camouflage becomes shell when the disguise turns into the structure of the self, then the amphibian is the dream of finally living without having to split yourself to survive. The tragedy was not that we failed to become amphibious, but that the world asked human beings to split themselves between the life they were still grieving and the life they were expected to perform. It asked us to carry private wounds while presenting a version of ourselves graceful enough to be called functional.<br></p><p>At some point, the body refuses to keep translating pain into personality, and what people call a breakdown may actually be the first honest protest against a life built entirely around adaptation. Still, the answer is not to hate the camouflage or the shell, because both protected something vulnerable. </p><div class="pullquote"><p>There is no shame in admitting that some parts of us were built in emergencies, but there is danger in worshipping the version of ourselves that only knew how to survive. Some people decorate the shell so beautifully that they start mistaking the prison for a personality. </p></div><p>The amphibian, then, is not an escape from pain but a return to wholeness, where the protected self and the feeling self stop treating each other like enemies.<br>What disappears at the end is not the person, but the split. The camouflage fades, the shell becomes too heavy to carry, and the identity built only for survival finally reaches the end of its usefulness. Beneath it is not a perfectly healed person, but someone honest enough to stop asking only, &#8220;How do I survive this world?&#8221; and finally ask, &#8220;What parts of me were never given permission to live?&#8221;</p><blockquote><p>Healing is not becoming better at carrying the shell; <strong>it is realizing you were never born with one.</strong></p></blockquote><div><hr></div><div class="image-gallery-embed" data-attrs="{&quot;gallery&quot;:{&quot;alt&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;Left: Yohanes. 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