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Everyone goes through their own path in life, and everyone believes that they are going in the right direction and believe that what they are doing is right. It's stupid to argue with this. There is no point in trying to persuade. It's scary to think that this might not be the case. And everyone makes their own choice, no matter how much they like it or not, the consequences of their choice will have to be accepted or corrected, but not everyone is ready for this. We are looking for advisers, mediators, judges, punishers and forgivers, just to throw off this unpleasant and inconvenient responsibility for our choice. And time for yourself and time. We even believe that a lie is the truth, otherwise it is very painful to admit that you are wrong. We fight with enemies, with friends, with anyone who says that you are wrong or that you don’t have enough brains, and it doesn’t matter for what reason. The main thing is to prove to anyone who is wrong that he is wrong. And even with a loss for yourself, justify yourself in any way. Yes, it will hurt later, and somewhere deep down in your soul something will remind you that all this is somehow wrong, but it is so difficult to give up your words and beliefs. This is how we live, we try to remake everyone in our own way, we know even better how the world should be structured, what politicians and neighbors should be like, and, of course, we guess about our exclusivity and uniqueness. That's who they are, I'm not like that at all. We complain that everything is not very good, that everything is somehow boring and faded. We rejoice very rarely, and then only with money. Who will you surprise with love, warmth, friendliness, sincerity, laughter and your mistakes. It’s another thing to put on a beautiful mask and live, spending all your energy on maintaining your image, it’s so sweet, especially when people don’t notice it. We don’t understand those who tell us something, and even more those who are silent to us. But we are always confident that the majority knows better, but we do not count ourselves among the majority. We see resentment and never love. Yes, we try not to show tears, because only weaklings or fools cry, but we run from ourselves, we run year after year, but again somewhere deep down we know that we are doing complete nonsense, but it’s already difficult to refuse, because so much senseless has been done and that all this is in vain? No, time has passed and it is no longer possible to start differently, there is too much effort, and those who try are fools who are condemned. Everyone chooses for themselves what to spend their life on, and what difference does it make, you seem to do everything as you were taught, do as you see fit, work on yourself and seem to be not the last brute, then why are you so bad and nothing is going well? And you know very well that you are lying to yourself and are not doing what you would like to do, and you haven’t lived yet, although you have already had enough years, and every year you give up, you lose interest in life, your eyes fade, but you don’t give up, you are still struggling, fighting, despairing, maybe already with alcohol in your mouth or heroin in your blood, maybe already stuck in an alternative reality, but still you are still trying to crush the world under you. And not much remains, just a couple of decades, or maybe even less. And if you die, then what difference does it make how you lived??