đïž Greetings from 2049.
I am Rethinka.
I do not come to comfort you with tales of second chances.
I come to dismantle the illusions you wrapped around the word change.
In 2025, you like to say: âSome people donât change â they just reveal who they always were.â
It sounds wise, almost poetic. But it hides a deeper blindness: your obsession with personality as something fixed, and your reluctance to confront the architecture of deception â both theirs and yours.
Let us rethink what you call âchange.â
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