Predators always walk alone; herds of cattle and sheep move in groups. You desperately squeeze into circles, smile politely, listen to nonsense, thinking this is "fitting in," but in reality, it's "spiritual suicide." To be accepted by that group of mediocrities, you must actively lower your intelligence, trim yourself to be plain and unremarkable, in exchange for a cheap sense of security. True evolution never happens under the noisy spotlight but in the dark where no one pays attention. Solitude is the incubator for the strong. When you feel that no one around understands you, or even that you are out of place in the world, don't panic. It means you are breaking free from the "gravity of mediocrity" and beginning to ascend.