Limits, “how will I know limits from lies if I never try”, comfort zones no matter how far u push off them there always seems to be another wall to climb till I hva no choice but to give into complacency. All the progress to beyond your limits no matter how much road you can see behind you the same road is disappearing into the horizon infront. Mayb I juts dont hav the force of will mayb I just cant take the shock of being thown into the deep end so many times. Mayb I wont know limits from lies because im not allowed to try but because im unable to..

The melding of the clear cut where nothing is as it is and anything can be anything and still make sense
nothing is plain nothing makes sense

we fight for peace

punish because we love

create misery for joy

When we feel we have nothing we willingly give up the one thing we have left

should we accept this as what is or is it fates cruel jest that we are cursed to live in the grey

I realize it is “necessary” that sometime sacrifices must be made to achieve and end, though that may be, stepping backward to make progress surely can't be truly what is

maybe the absence of the grey can only be archived in utopia

but if utopia dosnt exist then there is no black or white no sense in that form

if this is the case then I must except this as our sense and our reality.

Anger, so much of who I am is entreched in this emotion.. strangley thouigh I dont often display it, its one of my most common feelings. Mayb one day ill just explode, hope its at somone I dont like.
It seems to define and give meaning to so many things. Though it could be be put in a posative light casue at the moment your probly thinking, he must really hate everything. Anger at injustice is a major one, anger at ignorance. Yeah stupid people annoy me a lot, illogical people drive me up the wall too. But I suppose without the underlying pain of it all my reality would not seem quite as real.
That paticular sentiment I just realized is quite eloquently put by Agent Smith when he says, humans define their reality by suffering. Then I suppose that begs the question how can u define this reality when there is nothing to compare it to. I suppose agent smith had that one covered being in the matrix and all.

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