Golden feathers for sale. Put them in your hat. Make a quill pen. Donate them to victims of defeathering.

I keep saying it, but my intelligence is severely damaged in this mental environment. While I retain some respect for who or whatever inhabits my mind, I certainly believe this was not the case for them. Attachment to it is not some arbitrary thing - while I'm somewhat defined by it, my definition is in the realm of what I can discern or intuit based on that intelligence, as opposed to what my intelligence means for me as an actor in a  social setting, though I'm aware the two are somewhat linked. It's also about keeping a relatively sane outlook in an environment that consistently attacks me on a psychological and physiological (barrages of noise while I'm attempting to sleep or focus) level, as well as navigation in an environment which predominantly consists of intelligences influenced by emotion or while enduring attempts at influence and control by people whose decisions are cued by some criteria based on their current understanding. In effect, anything other than acceptance of these things is enough to drive one insane, but acceptance of it is tantamount to some form of death, be it death of will or the intelligence from which that will emerges.

In essence it's a question of context. By method of assertion, or otherwise, of your favoured context, you have control over the direction of awareness of a person and the environment that their intelligence is funnelled into. It's a pervasive process, difficult to avoid, and often unconscious on behalf of those responsible for the pervasion - those who believe in their current state as if it is absolute. If you have some social weight behind it, i.e. if the connections between individuals are built around this context, it can essentially define their reality.

On a tangentially related note - I am hearing constant whispers. Usually in my right ear, asking me to get out. Occasionally chuckles, reactions to my thoughts, snippets of sentences. It has completely decimated my state of awareness. In terms of intelligence, I was relatively malleable - I had the ability to experience earth shattering changes in conception whilst keeping my core stable throughout. However, as an object defined on the principles that are hinted at by these interactions, and without the capacity to acknowledge the meta-level understanding I allude to here, my core is weakened - and on their terms, in the environment which they define, a relatively useless person.

I had attempted to keep a fairly neutral standpoint, being that I was acutely aware of this phenomenon and the damage it might cause to my state of intelligence. I should note that fragility of state based on environment does not equate to weakness - at least on human timescales.