For the past eight months, waking up has been a pain. The cold reality of "I'm still here" creeps in. I've never really liked waking up...only a fool escapes a simple fact: the present is not just the present. That's a cold reminder. Year after year, day after day. That moment will come sooner or later.
It takes time in the morning for me to become George.The time to adjust to what is expected of George and how he is to behave....I know fully what part I'm supposed to play....Just get through the goddamn day.
Take some time every morning to get back to the me, to adjust to the expected me and the expected words and actions. ...I know exactly what role I'm going to play...just get through the damn day.
A bit melodramatic, I guess.
Maybe a bit dramatic.
-Death is the future?.....It's not depressing, It's not depressing. It's true. It may not be your immediate future, but It's what we are share. Death is the future. The
future is death? ...No, not heavy, the truth is this is the future. Of course not necessarily in the future that is very close to you, but we share the same result in the end. Death is the future.
-You are right, I guess.
I think you are right.
-If one not enjoying one's present, there isn't a great deal to suggest that the future should be any better.
If one can't enjoy the present, it's hard to imagine that his future will be better than the present.
-Yeah, I've thought that before. But the thing is you just never know. Look at tonight.
Yeah, I used to think that too. But you never know. like tonight.
Actually...I feel really alone most of the time
.
-You do
?
-yeah, I've always felt this way. I mean we're born alone, we die alone. And while we are here, we are absolutely completely sealed in own bodies. Really weird. kinda freaks me out to think about it. We can only experience the outside world through, our own slanted perception of it. Who knows what you're really like? I just see what I think you're like.
Yes. I have always felt this way. Live alone, die alone. Although we are here, we are in fact completely enclosed in our own shell. Really weird. Just thinking about it drives me crazy. We can only experience the external world subjectively. Who knows the real you? All I see is what I think you are.
-I'm exactly what I appear to be. If you look closely. You know the only thing that has made the whole thing worthwhile....has been those....few times that I've been able to really, truely connect with another human being.
I am exactly who I want to be. If you look close. You must know that there is only one thing that can give value to life, that is, when there are few times, you can truly cherish the soul of another person.
Mr. Huxley says, Experience is not what happens to a man. It is what a man does with what happens to him. Experience is not what happens to a man
, but how to deal with what happens.
Pathetic!......Why are you here?Why did you get to the office and ask secretary for my address?......Me?What's to be worried about?I'm fine.… .....I'm fine.
Sad! ...why are you here? Why did you go to my office to ask my address after class? ……I? Nothing to worry about. I'm fine. I'm fine.
A few times in my life, I've had moments of absolute clarity, When for a few brief seconds… …the silence drowns out the noise… …and I can feel…rather than think. And things seem to sharp… And the world seem so fresh...as though it had all just come into existence. Rarely have I ever felt so clear in my life, just for a few seconds the silence drives away the noise and I can feel it, instead of thinking. Things are so stark...the world is so new...everything is real.
I can never make this moments last, I cling to them,..but like everything they fade.I've lived my live on these moments.They pull me back to the present,..and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be.
I couldn't make this moment eternal, I tried to hold on to it...but they passed like all things. At this moment, I am still alive. They brought me back to reality, and now realize that everything was as it was meant to be.
And just like that it came
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Comments: [Apologize for Intrusion]
People are born "lonely" and die "lonely", but spend their entire lives resisting loneliness. Is the meaning of a person's existence in the world just to prove that he "existed" in the heart of the other person?
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