James Baldwin on the Nature of Society

The entire purpose of society is to create a bulwark against the inner and the outer chaos, in order to make life bearable and to keep the human race alive. And it is absolutely inevitable that when a tradition has been evolved, whatever the tradition is, the people, in general, will suppose it to have existed from before the beginning of time and will be most unwilling and indeed unable

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The US Represented Weekly Update

Hello USR members and guests, As impulsive as New Year’s resolutions tend to be, they do sometimes reflect a serious desire to actualize achievable goals, so in this spirit, we should mention that we will continue to publish all thoughtful, current, and well-composed works in different mediums that will delight and inform our audience. US Represented will always stand for and defend free speech and creative expression. This is why most of our members are objective enough to examine varying viewpoints respectfully

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Joseph Campbell on Schopenhauer, Will, and Life’s Composition

Schopenhauer, in his splendid essay called “On an Apparent Intention in the Fate of the Individual,” points out that when you reach an advanced age and look back over your lifetime, it can seem to have had a consistent order and plan, as though composed by some novelist. Events that when they occurred had seemed accidental and of little moment turn out to have been indispensable factors in the composition

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I have tried with all my heart

[W]hatever I have tried to do in life, I have tried with all my heart to do well; that whatever I have devoted myself to, I have devoted myself to completely; that in great aims and in small, I have always been thoroughly in earnest. I have never believed it possible that any natural or improved ability can claim immunity from the companionship of the steady, plain, hard-working qualities, and

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If you smile at me

If you smile at me, I will understand ‘Cause that is something everybody everywhere does in the same language. from “Wooden Ships” by Crosby, Stills, and Nash