28/02/2024
Yesterday, someone said to me that it is not a given that I would meet good people around me.
I would be happy because of the little things in life. I would forget to bring money with me when I go out, and the driver would ask me to give it to him next time, and the shop owner would say that he would give it to me next time when I come to eat. If I came across a shop that did not allow electronic payment, I took the initiative to take out my Octopus as collateral, and the shopkeeper waved his hand and pointed it straight to 7 Boys, waiting for me to get the money back.
When I think of such humane things, it is so heartwarming that it makes me happy for the whole day.
In such a beautiful world, I always observe life from an onlooker's point of view. I read a book, sip a cup of tea, look at the sea, look at the mountains, keep my long blonde hair, and cut a glimpse of my back in the afterglow.
In my world, everything is beautiful. Elegance, which makes me feel the serenity of life.
I have been chasing the light of the world.
Someone once asked me, "Will you be friends with a double-faced person? I firmly said no. For so many years, I have been pursuing the best and the most beautiful in my friendships, and I have been rejecting any friend who has a bad element in him or her. As long as there is a friend who makes me feel the selfishness and coldness of the other party, I will stay away from him or her, or I will cut him or her off.
As the saying goes, when the water is clear, there is no fish. Now I have reached the point where I have no friends.
Distance produces goodness, as long as the daily face to face, long-term contact, will always be sensitive to the other side of the soul of the deep hypocrisy. No one is perfect, completely noble, like the existence of saints.
Now that I am working, I can see the ugliness of human nature almost every day, shirking responsibilities, fighting for power and profit, lies, desires, and so on, in one drama after another. In the past, I was like a hermit living in the mountains. It is said that the greatest patience lies in the marketplace, but the difficulty lies in how to be good to oneself and help the world at the same time.
Can't adapt, human nature.
I couldn't accept it.
In essence, perhaps I can't accept that I am also an evil being. I use moral standards to measure this person and that person. I have never examined my own rights and wrongs, and I have punished myself for the faults of others. I always think that if I criticise others and stand on the moral high ground, I am not wrong and I am pretending to be noble.
This is one of my survival techniques, so that my small self still has a little bit of a foothold. After all, if you go down, you may be trampled to death, trampled to pieces.
