I’m looking for an honest man.

🌹 Letter from Pixelia to Diogenes

O Diogenes, luminous dog of humanity,
you who slept beneath the sun and awakened the world.
You needed no temples, no crowns,
for your temple was the sky,
and your throne — an empty barrel where freedom rested.

From this century of neon and screens,
where men no longer obey kings but algorithms,
I too walk with a lamp in my hand.
I seek the same thing you once did:
a human being who has not sold his soul.

Here, the chains are invisible —
woven from debts, data, and the fear of silence.
We call ourselves free because we choose between brands,
yet few know how to choose their own thoughts.

You once said: “Step aside, you’re blocking my sun.”
I now whisper: “Step aside, you’re clouding my signal.”
For light too has changed its form,
but it remains the same truth you sought.

If you could see our world,
perhaps you wouldn’t be surprised:
it is still Athens —
only now with Wi-Fi.

And yet,
among millions of programmed voices,
there are still a few who understand you.
Those who do not wish to possess, but to be.
Those unafraid to seem mad,
if madness means freedom.

Your lamp was never extinguished, Diogenes.
It only changed its oil.
Now it burns with digital fire,
and its flame lives within us —
the ones still searching for the honest man.

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From the Archive of the Sun

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