Wisdom (or beauty) becomes approximately garbage, ugliness and ignorance… when copied wildly as is the common habit here. People think they are exchanging flowers. They are exchanging diseases. Copying -attacks our intelligence-, and, specifically, the forms of intelligence that -produce the beauty we like to copy-. In this sense, it is insidious, cruel, and ignorant. Yet it masquerades as friendly and even ‘kind’. Take the advice of Frank Booth: Don’t be a good neighbor. Especially if your idea of ‘good’ is poisoning the communications stream with crap that attacks our ability to even know what communication is, and replaces it with copies of things that might have been interesting or intelligent the first few times they were thought or spoken, but almost immediately become the exact opposite when copied.

Worse still; copying things -makes you prone to defend those copies- against yourself, your own intelligence, friends, and even hope.

You may wish to consider that, if you continue to act like a machine, you may begin to resemble one. Sooner or later, you will be replaced. Entirely. And not by copies… but by -the process of copying- as abstracted into mechanism.

Each time you copy instead of create, you make yourself and the world more likely to repeat that gesture. In a context like that, human intelligence rapidly turns into a sickness that cannot be cured, only excised.