When i am denying the world an internal life i imprison my awareness. It’s making me live on the surface of our world only.
That is not life. There is no real value of being a person. Or a human being. We are humans, but there is no being.
Random syllables of sanity from my subterranean barometric life
When i am denying the world an internal life i imprison my awareness. It’s making me live on the surface of our world only.
That is not life. There is no real value of being a person. Or a human being. We are humans, but there is no being.