We often think of love as something that happens between two people—as if it’s a finite resource, carefully allocated and exchanged. But love isn’t a contract. It isn’t a promise dependent on someone else's behavior. Love is a state.
Once, a human naively assumed himself to be the king of nature. King! Let him be released into the open field, face to face with the king of beasts—and I believe, to our mutual regret, there will be no debate, no diplomacy, no boundaries.
Attention. I’m unveiling the existential mystery of existence to the general public.
Life is not a sovereign entity. It’s not governed by a fixed will, nor does it impose itself on you with unchangeable force. Life is clay—obedient, neutral, and infinitely moldable. And the sculptor? That’s you. Me. Them. Everyone. Life becomes whatever we shape it to be.
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