When Bobby collapsed in the car with a sudden cerebral thrombosis, he knew his life was over. Nothing is autonomous, he can't speak and others can't hear his inner voice. Others can easily turn off the football game, hang up the phone of the woman he loves, and even if he can express his wishes with his eyelids, he always lives under others. My life is controlled by others, and I feel like a doll at the mercy of me. I am just an ornament, decorating an empty room.
He is the editor-in-chief of ELLE magazine, full of glory. It is easy to instruct others to do this and that, just because he is the editor-in-chief of a magazine. It is up to him to decide. He does not need to rely on others to live, he himself is the god of others. Did he ever think of all the sudden things that knocked him from the tower of power to the region of doom?
When the soul is imprisoned by the body, when I can no longer touch the temperature of the body, when the will is rejected by the body several times. Then the body is a hindrance, a hindrance to freedom. So Bobby said he wanted to die, he didn't want to live this life without freedom, he wanted to play with the kids, he couldn't. He wants to have sex with the woman he loves, he can't. He wants to die, he doesn't have this ability.
Bobby told his therapist that you are a butterfly, the butterfly that gives him life power, but how can you see a butterfly with a diving goggle on the bottom of the sea, even if you see the colorful wings of a butterfly through light, how can you be sure it is it ? When the light fades, in the endless underwater world, you can only see the loneliness that is cold and dark, and no one can save it.
He wrote a book with his eyelids, and he thanked everyone who helped him. He died two days later, fulfilling his dream and leaving happily. He wanted to tell everyone who loved him his thoughts after being ill and left without regrets.
The body is not bound, he has the freedom of the soul.
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