The injurious, unfair conduct that inflicts harm sent into oblivion without due provocation. The just cause for the least of thee in violation of society’s invasion of the hierarchy is wrong. Gotta live this way. It’s unethical, but to the system it’s okay.
What principles, practices, or conduct will you accept? Am I contrary to justice for being just us? What goodness, equity, or law does my existence break? Is my state, my social position, doing wrong? Mistaken guilty by the state, according to the preceded standard. Not proper by them, according to the convention. Not satisfactory for my health or temperament, not proper, but by whose intent, needs, or expectations? Am I supposed to turn inward or be finished or convicted without what I consider proper or accurate?
I’m sure I am not in the wrong direction. I’m just unfortunate, or unsuccessful, or painted in a false light that is out of order. I’m made out to do wrong, made out to be in conflict with the norms. You can’t malign what you discredit. Keep it valid because you are you, this side of the tracks believes that.
