My talent is existing.
The existence of I in this world is pointless. One may not comprehend, but this is one of the many worlds apparent to I. In this world i have descended into hell. It is mundane, for I have noticed this epiphany from a young age. I can’t escape. No matter how hard i push with all my might, I am limited. I simply cannot, for I was restrained from the start.
I am forgetting or I suppose missing something. I am forgetting the key, a way of “escape”, the answer to why I was propelled here and myself.
What is the truth of I? Who am i really? Why am i here?
Do the entities exist in the world I can see? Is it just a facade? If I can see them and they seem to be of nature are they deemed of existence even if others can’t see? Is the world I reside in bona fide? Example: A bulldozer runs rampant in the middle of a busy street you see it and you run from it whilst telling people to move away. The people don’t budge saying there’s nothing there even though you clearly see it and it is crushing people. The existence of the machine is genuine to you but not to others. It pertains to tangibility. Is this a delusion to you or others? Does it actually exist because you perceive it or is it in the accountability of others? What is the real concept? Consider the example in vice versa as well. What about the world surrounding me? Is it really unfeigned?
As i ponder about i realise everything doesn’t seem genuine to I. Nothing is as it forms in the world apparent to i.
My memories are limited. I can never attain absolute freedom for it is impossible to grasp. Is residing in a space of a void make one free? One can create and destroy anything they desire. If they create ground surface then they become restricted to abide the ground. However, they are the creator. In that space can one call it unrestricted freedom?
Today “my mum” told me to keep studying hard and do well at school so i can go to a “high standard” university and get a good job blah blah blah. I am sick of hearing this repetitively. I always hear the teachers say “this is for your future”. It annoys me. For my “future” you say? You’re saying you’re going to aid the guarantee on my future? Oh the wretched. So this world grooms me to relive the same goddamn cycle. The monotonous and continuous cycle. The mundane sure is despicable. I despise it all. No matter to amount of “extraordinary” one achieves in this world, it inevitably becomes the ordinary. Where does this world want to drag me to? I detest it all.
This world, i don’t want it.
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In the sense of being limitless, there really is no such thing as absolute freedom, for every facet of being has a threshold we can’t cross.
Below that, most view freedom as the ability to have self autonomy, choosing our course as we can.
Whether in this life you can find the answers to your questions, I’m not sure.