And there I was, looking to the traffic through the window. It's the same feeling always: emptiness. There is no meaning in anything. Like your life is always a heavy stone to others to carry that is a threat to other people's life. So, why should I continue? There is no reason to feel like this way forever. If you doesn't help, just don't mess up.
And there was the raining. And a bird, so many birds flying around. There is changing in everything. Our nature is impermanence. So is mine. Then, I felt complete. Complete, cause nothing can complete me, and I was full of nothing.
And there was traffic jam, people overreacting about losing a time they would only turn off. They cannot feel what is inside them and became angry. They cannot even fell themselves, how could they fell the others? Some says that our culture is selfish. I don't have the same view. Cause people do not fell their selfes! They don't control their emotions, fellings, thoughts, speeches and actions. There is nothing selfish in consumism, it's just a way to fill up our emptyness.
Look for what differs you from anothers? Nothing. You are the same. We are the same. We are all looking for happiness and avoiding suffering. Why to continue suffering? Life is only a thing that our minds can know by our brain. Our highly evolutioned brain. It only exists in our body, in our perception of the world.
So here I am, rocking myself up to the mountain, like Sisifo. Every day is another to keep pushing myself up from the down of the mountain. God, I wish I could change the mountain! God, I wish I could change me! Me and the mountain are the same, and so are you.
Can you feel it? I do.
"I only know that I know nothing, and this make aware to look for wisdom and knowledge." (Adapted from Socrates speech attributed by Plato).
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