
Collectivism does not arrive wearing chains.
It arrives with open hands.
The chains arrive soon after.
At first, it speaks in fairy tales,
of unity,
of shared burden,
of fairness redefined by laziness.
It speaks of cooperation through obedience.
Then alignment.
Then disillusionment through hunger.
The sovereign individual is not attacked,
but shackled to the usefulness of the collective.
Choice becomes void.
Dissent becomes a death sentence.
Excellence becomes a thing of the past.
And freedom,
once surrendered in inches,
is never returned.
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