The absurdity of how people bluntly define solitude, really. The dictionary on my Mac has definitely destroyed the actual meaning of this word of surrender; (noun) the state or situation of being alone, a lonely or uninhabited place. Bullshit. Whatever happened to the actual meaning of this very, might I say, sinister word? The very fact that this definition makes this word seem so lackluster puts me into utter shame and misery. I respect this word far more than I respect my own Mother. Simply, because I have been put into a cell with this very word as my only companion, my source of inspiration, my outlet for imagination, my sole competitor, for a good half of my life. Because, how far can you go if you don't challenge your own solitude? Why, one can only discover one's true emotions, inspiration, physical embodiment, the test of strength and weakness on a personal spectrum, really, when one is in complete solitude. Prisoners come out far more experienced and self-discovered than they were in the past because of the first few weeks of solitude they receive. Put yourself in solitude, you might become afraid to find out who you really are. Because not everyone wants to know who you really are. Hell, not everyone wants know who they really are.
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