The immediate urgency to refuse what I had just heard, just welled up inside of me, wanted to shout that at the top of my lungs and confirm afterwards that everybody got it loud and clear.
Do not teach your children to smile back at everyone that smile for/at them. It's maybe cute and all at the beginning of their lives as small carbon dioxide producers with no value at all to the society, but it does affect them when they are inseparably a part of the money mongering society.
Your way of making me realise what I wanted was not mine to have was very explicit but made me want you even more, is it wrong of me? I don't know. Vacillating between every choice -
"๐๐๐ฎ, ๐ฉ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐๐จ ๐ฃ๐ค ๐ฌ๐ง๐ค๐ฃ๐ ๐ช๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ก ๐ฉ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐๐จ ๐ ๐ง๐๐๐๐ฉ"
We believe everything on their face value and cry when we get it wrong, you fool, it was made to manipulate your stupid stubborn little brain from the idea stage of its production.
You ever see a hurt man? A man who doesn't need to cry for you to know he's been cut deeply and is bleeding still?
"๐๐๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฃ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐๐ฃ'๐ฉ ๐ง๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐๐จ ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐๐ฉ๐๐ข๐๐จ ๐๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ง ๐ก๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ก๐ค๐ฃ๐"
My sadness does not reside in the shadows the sun creates of me, it resides in the shadows I create within myself, the places I'm too scared to look into, for there are too many lies buried in there, and scary truths even more. I can't face them, can't banish them, accept them even less. They stare back, " it's all your doing, take responsibility for your mess".
"๐๐๐๐ฃ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฎ๐จ๐จ, ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฎ๐จ๐จ ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐๐จ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช"
well I still do like to stare into the darkness, it makes me feel the depth of things I know nothing about. it's just that the eyes that this"abyss" person was born with are very scary. I don't actually like it when you look back. much less stare.
The world doesn't collapses when it does for you, it's not that you didn't matter, but ofcourse you didn't, to the world atleast.
Losing in a race for something almost too pointless or extremely worthwhile. You didn't gain anything at the end, lost something for sure, a part of you winning conscience maybe, but....
๐๐๐ฎ, ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐จ๐ช๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ง๐ค๐ข?
"๐๐๐๐ช๐ก๐๐ง ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ค๐ง๐๐๐ง"
A unruly, very disordered entry today, feast your eyes upon it. Some references from Nietzsche.
-sidhant