to save myself from this cockroach existence is my goal at the moment. i have to stop eating to eat. sleeping to sleep.
i should eat to continue to realy live. sleep so that i wake up the next morning, wanting to wake the next morning. laugh because it's contagious. work to make my surroundings better, to make the people around me happy, to be of use and importance. i should use my eyes not just to see the pavement in front of me but to see the misery and the beauty of my life.
everything has a meaning. and to not live to experience is something so pathetic and so low that there is no difference between me and a cockroach.
i should eat to continue to realy live. sleep so that i wake up the next morning, wanting to wake the next morning. laugh because it's contagious. work to make my surroundings better, to make the people around me happy, to be of use and importance. i should use my eyes not just to see the pavement in front of me but to see the misery and the beauty of my life.
everything has a meaning. and to not live to experience is something so pathetic and so low that there is no difference between me and a cockroach.
I feel this way too. I can't see, hear, or touch this world that I know is there, a world that is brighter, more sensual than the world I touch and hear...but I strive for it, I fall short of it. But maybe we all feel this way, and the fact that we do excludes us from being like our friends the cockroaches, who don't even know how small and limited they are.
YanıtlaSilSweetie, I love you. I hope you remember to take care of Dulam, and not just the people around you.