Hey & No chance do I understand this life. I see too many fake faces around me so much greed like everything has to come with a price like nobody can help anyone.
some have everything they want with ease and no trouble and some just don’t I have idea I’m just talking what I see your op is exact same thing that comes to my mind I hope there is somebody in this community who has the idea of what this life is
I stopped trying to understand the world a long time ago and started to just try to understand myself and what I was going through. The only way to be free is to reach a point when you stop trying to understand everything and accept the world and yourself.
The world is a place, passerbys get to witness. The passerbys procreate and die so there is room for the other generations to witness the glory, the wonder, the rapture. Maybe we pass on into another world, a new realm something we’ve never seen after death. Maybe it’s like beating a level in a video game and you get to progress to the next level. I think of this a lot. I’ve had experiences with ghosts. In a dream a ghost in high heels walked to my bed and laid down besides me. I could grab the ghost by its mist and hold on. What is on earth is everything there is to experience. It may seem like a lot but it is very little.
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Hey & No chance do I understand this life. I see too many fake faces around me so much greed like everything has to come with a price like nobody can help anyone.
some have everything they want with ease and no trouble and some just don’t I have idea I’m just talking what I see your op is exact same thing that comes to my mind I hope there is somebody in this community who has the idea of what this life is
I stopped trying to understand the world a long time ago and started to just try to understand myself and what I was going through. The only way to be free is to reach a point when you stop trying to understand everything and accept the world and yourself.
How to accept myself and the world? How to do it and what does it mean?
The world is a place, passerbys get to witness. The passerbys procreate and die so there is room for the other generations to witness the glory, the wonder, the rapture. Maybe we pass on into another world, a new realm something we’ve never seen after death. Maybe it’s like beating a level in a video game and you get to progress to the next level. I think of this a lot. I’ve had experiences with ghosts. In a dream a ghost in high heels walked to my bed and laid down besides me. I could grab the ghost by its mist and hold on. What is on earth is everything there is to experience. It may seem like a lot but it is very little.