Psychogenic
It is shocking for a modern reader to learn the fate of great minds in the past. What's less shocking perhaps is that generally the fate of most men did not usually astray far from that genocidal proverbial tree. You need not be a great mind. It's easier when you are not. I may find myself midway, neither great nor a simpleton. It is here in the middle that you can easily be torn, for you're not good enough yet better by far than most. If you play dumb, it doesn't come off as easily since the part that makes you slightly less than stellar finds a way to brag and fuss as if you. It's knowing that I equated with misery, but now I find that perhaps is not knowing that inflicts the pain. The problem lies in not doing as you know. By any standard, even at your worse, you're still far better than most. And it's not that I am missing out much; I am content with less, or not any more miserable by the lack of excess; I always have and that is a noble trait. Life...