Private to his Friends and Family.
Life is a matter of actions and consequences. Everything else is an illusion, lies and stories we tell ourselves in order to continue our existence.
What is the truth?
What justice?
What is the meaning of our existence?
Are we really here just to be used? For in the end, that is all we are, tools to others, there is no freedom of thought or will of ones own, for we are only reacting to the environment and beings around us.
People can be so tribal.
There are those who lead and those who follow blindly and those who are apathetic.
And those who delude themselves that they are important enough to change things...
And then there are the self made victims.
Illusions.
It is all that life is.
I want everything to be perfect, and I can't stop my feelings from being hurt by the idea that father disagrees with my trusting nature with Mrs. Murry. I don't want to close my life to her. I was afraid this was going to happen some day. I don't want to feel angry, but I am. I've done nothing wrong, have I? Save for trusting someone?
What is the truth?
What justice?
What is the meaning of our existence?
Are we really here just to be used? For in the end, that is all we are, tools to others, there is no freedom of thought or will of ones own, for we are only reacting to the environment and beings around us.
People can be so tribal.
There are those who lead and those who follow blindly and those who are apathetic.
And those who delude themselves that they are important enough to change things...
And then there are the self made victims.
Illusions.
It is all that life is.
I want everything to be perfect, and I can't stop my feelings from being hurt by the idea that father disagrees with my trusting nature with Mrs. Murry. I don't want to close my life to her. I was afraid this was going to happen some day. I don't want to feel angry, but I am. I've done nothing wrong, have I? Save for trusting someone?