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i haven't done any writing in forever. this is from a few years ago.
The society of intellectual elites was always taught to think outside the box, and yet every member of that society was trapped in the box. There, in that cramped, dank space, they developed a society in which all could cope with the isolation from the rest of humanity. But one generation, claustrophobic and unable to go on not knowing what went on outside their microcosm of mutual support, broke the box and climbed out. Outside the box, they found that every man, woman, and child who had developed outside the box thought of themselves and only themselves. It would have been far safer to have remained in the box, but, seeing that they must somehow defend themselves from the constant bombardment of closed minds they encountered, they decided to carve small shields out of the wooden shards of the box which offered them so much protection against a world in which the elements, far from being merely physical in nature, tore at the soul far more than the body.
But they found that there were two problems.
The outside world is hell, and wood burns.
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