There was once a time, when I fantasized about a world that I was convinced was real, in which people were superior to animals. However, that
concept’s merely
an illusion. For every great thing that comes about in a human’s
life, there are great setbacks and upsetting despairities which
animals don’t ever experience. For every person that lives life by
laughing happily, there’s something going on inside the mind
which simply can’t be expressed, and cannot be understood by
any person on Earth. Why must it be so, that bad luck always
precede after I feel it coming, even though it’s not in any way
possible to predict it? How do I ever come to a good state?! Why is it that people have been so torturous to animals and to one another?! why the burning, stabbing, shooting, hanging, etc.? I’ve been
reading some extremely disturbing stuff that seems to be true,
and I feel guilty that I can’t stop it. But also, I go through misery
whenever I realize that it keeps going on and I’m still in this kind of
world. I had a lady recently tell me, “something is wrong with your
head...seriously”. But I feel bad when I know that people are so
vicious. Maybe my punishment, my bad luck in life, and
my despairities and troubles, might be
because I’m not doing anything
for those people who are being tortured.
Maybe I must realize this finally.
I truly have been hoping that people would discover all of the stuff that I have discovered merely by thinking.
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