Edited by Richie Cuthbertson, Friday, 24 Dec 2021, 21:48
Is there a way to generate joy that doesn't depend on anything outside oneself?
Without it I feel like a bird with a broken wing, who longs to fly but can't take off. Held down by the gravity of a crap reality. The pain of separation, of living in a world that doesn't give damn. A dream within a dream within a dream.
Broken wing
Is there a way to generate joy that doesn't depend on anything outside oneself?
Without it I feel like a bird with a broken wing, who longs to fly but can't take off.
Held down by the gravity of a crap reality.
The pain of separation, of living in a world that doesn't give damn.
A dream within a dream within a dream.
What is real anyway?
Is it the world out there? Or the world within?