I am full of thoughts, a thousand wheels toss my incertain fears, there is a storm in my hot boiling brains, which rises without wind. A horrid one.
There are plenty of things that are wrong. Marxists used to use the term false consciousness, which is very out of fashion these days. If we were to ask people how ads work, most people would say, They work by tricking people but they don't trick me.
To awaken each morning with a smile brightening my face; to greet the day with reverence for the opportunities it contains; to approach my work with a clean mind; to hold ever before me, even in the doing of little things, the Ultimate Purpose toward which I am working; to meet men and women with laughter on my lips and love in my heart; to be gentle, kind, and courteous through all the hours; to approach the night with weariness that ever woos sleep and the joy that comes from work well done -- this is how I desire to waste wisely my days.