We must live our lives.
We live thought the long, long days
and trough the long nights.
We’ll patiently endure the trials that fate sends our way.
Even if we can’t rest, we’ll continue to work for others
Both now and when we have grown old.
And when our last hour comes
we’ll go quietly.
And in the great beyond we’ll say to him
That we suffered
That we cried
That life was hard
And god… willl have pity on us
Then you and I…
we’ll see that bright, wonderful, dreamlike before our eyes.
We shall rejoice, and
with tender smiles on our faces,
we’ll look back on our current sorrow.
And then at last, we shall rest.
I believe it.
I strongly believe it from the bottom of my heart.
When that time comes,
We shall rest.
None of you are self-aware. You are howling narcissists. This woman starts this video off by listing her personality type, attachment style, horoscope, as if borrowed categories add up to a self. You think about yourselves too much and have mistaken it for introspection.
I think it's better to think of yourself as a not-so-good person who tries everyday to do right by people than to think of yourself as a good person who tries not to do wrong. To me, the former is freeing and more compatible with the human condition.
The smallest unit of agency is a deliberate deviation from your default trajectory, in service of a self-endorsed goal, despite internal or external friction.
wish me luck cuz next week im gonna wreck and vandalize this tailor who's being rude and racist while not giving me back my pants for over 3 months. hope mma classes come thru incase they call the cops. bengali cops i should be able to handle
10th April '26: Had instant noodles while watching the remaining half of Buffalo 66. My sore throat persists, longer then it should, thanks to being stranded in a mango shower the day before. Accidentally touched a fairy light with wet hands so my shoulders and chest still tingle