12.28.2011

pianissimo

In all truth, I really do wish to die. As only then will I be liberated.

We ourselves are to be blamed for this. Formulating this preconceived notion that love and happiness are supposed to be a certain way. And we are every bit responsible for believing that all of what we say is truth. It is in fact fallacy because we lose all nature of our very own thought and opinion. Our voice becomes the publics, our words become the publics; We become the public.

I am but, the public.

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