Euaphorisms

We are trying to find our own selves among the selves that are thrown around by the manipulation of the decision mechanism. We are manipulated, we manipulate, we manipulate ourselves. In the sea of ​​infinite possibilities, we walk every path but our own. If we choose to walk our own path, we are isolated. And then we turn a blind eye to manipulations to conform. As we move away from ourselves, we become unhappy. The closer we get to ourselves, the lonelier we become. The infinite possibilities created by the sum of these imperfect "perfect loops" make us unique in theory. But in practice we are all the same ordinary human beings.

I came with my darkness that does not fit inside me, I lost my light in this rotten society. I can no longer find it even if I search, Because all the lumens are under the ground. What do we need to live? A few words of love or irrational beliefs? We are trying to shelter in a slowly dying world, With people who accept to die slowly. The magnificent functioning of the universe, While cannot penetrate our functioning, Are we really a part of the universe? While our lives are our hell.

Every behavior I try to understand and accept takes away a piece of my love... Rare vibes gradually disappear... There is no winner or loser in the story... It just becomes ordinary... Like everyone, like everything...

As your secrets increase,  Your interest in the crowd decreases... As you run away from the crowd, You turn around yourself...  You turn... Eventually you return to yourself... As your pain is updated,  Your interest in life decreases... The further you get from life, You dig your own grave...  You dig... And after all this you still live...

I want to TELL my story to those who ONLY HEAR WELL, and their stories to only deaf ears... I want to SHOW my inside to those who ONLY SEE CLEARLY, and outside to only blind eyes...

If you spend too much time in "noise", you become "deaf"...  Unless you hear your own voice, you stop talking and become "mute"...