Becoming.

Content spoiler: Will I ever love you?

Endurance.

There are times where things can be too hard for you. Why don't you lay down and let me speak for your soul?

  • You're loved, you're free to do whatever you want.
  • Because you're free to do whatever you want, you can choose violence against others, or love.
  • Sometimes life can be too difficult for you, sometimes there are things beyond your control. It's okay, knowing that it will overwhelm you is the first step to get rid of it.
  • You gotta know, just because it's not within your control, you shouldn't give a fuck. It will come for you, be ready for when it comes, or it'll wash you away, easily, like a flick from Mother Nature. Endurance is what defines human's resilience, and it's true for centuries.

Now that you've listened to what soothes your mind, why don't we go further?


Removing and becoming.

The world is growing bleak, humans are losing what it means to struggle, to create meanings. We let the higher entities inject their sick and twisted meanings into ours, deforming our thoughts and enslaving our will. The everlasting pace of the technological dystopia has rendered human minds fatigued, only space for consuming temporary enticing form of media. Deep within your heart, you know the state of the world is bleak, but you accepted that bleakness. That's a forgiveable sin, because you know what you're doing is wrong, and you've opened a path for change. But it's a long, long path.


What small steps.

Today's world leave no rooms for patience, and so do we. Our adult life is about seeing the world shift in an unexpected pace, and coping with it only leaves you depressed afterwards. Again, what you don't care about will slap you in the face tomorrow, so it's always, always better to apply yourself. You don't have to think of some grandeur goals like we did when we were kids. Whatever you can do, keep it up, and if you keep that consistency, it means you do care, for a bit. Small steps matter, because if everyone collectively do that small steps, it become significant. The question is, will you be persistent?


Love those who hate you, they'll yield before your love. Will I ever love you?