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The world is in shock this morning after the attempted suicide of the well known philosopher Socrates. Many people know Socrates from the day that they were born. He was a kind soul, who guided them through this strange New World. He helped them find jobs, training and battles. He was there for all of us. Sure, he was old. And often times useless, but he had always been harmless. To both himself and others.

And then he disappeared. Socrates was no more. There were successors, but none could match the true depth of Socrates’ character. And those successors were not as popular as Socrates. But we did little. There were articles published, decrying the new members of our world, but did we ever miss him? Did we ever miss the man that was there for us all those weeks? I say no.

And then, like a bad dream, we awoke. And Socrates had returned! There were celebrations. We had survived. We had lived through the darkest time of the New World, and had come out scathed, battered, and broken. But not destroyed. We lost many good people during that time. And they are missed. Terribly. But we persevered. And at long last Socrates returned to us to guide us once more.

At first, it was great. Socrates was there, and was listening to us, as we told him of how dark it had been without him. We told him how we thought the New World could be improved. We told him these things, because we cared about this world. Because it was our world. And Socrates listened. He changed things. He promised more changes to come. He added more countries to this world. More places for us to grow, and prosper. And new people to meet.

But something had changed. No more was Socrates a great Media Mogul. Someone whom every person subscribed to. He had no more desire to write. And then he stopped asking us what we thought. He became more distant.
And then the changes came. Not the ones we had asked for. Nor the ones we had been promised. Aesthetic changes. Ineffectual changes. Changes that made us wonder what had happened to that kind old fellow Socrates.

And lastly, just a few days ago; the attempted suicide. Socrates, who has fallen so far, made an attempt on his life. The World that we once knew, has changed. Socrates has changed it. He has pushed away the people that care about him. The people that make him relevant. The people that give him Life. And without us, there can be no Socrates. No New World. Cast out we are, if we notice these changes. We are sent away from the New World. And for what? For trying to help it? For trying to help Socrates? For trying to improve our surroundings?
We must save Socrates, if we are to save ourselves. But we cannot do it alone. Socrates must listen to us, if he is to save his New World. We want to be here. And we want to help. But we must be allowed to. And we must be listened to.

Speaking is only half of the answer.
Listening, is the other.