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Life's strange mercy makes the unbearable familiar.

Nature, in all its grace, is a silent teacher. It drapes us in the warmth of sunsets, only to prepare us for the coming winters of life. At first, the loss of someone dear is nothing less than a storm tearing through our chest. But time slowly dulls the ache. Each farewell of our close ones, painful, becomes a rehearsal for the next. And one day without realizing it, we learn to carry grief not as a wound, but as a weight we’ve grown strong enough to bear. Life, in its own strange mercy (or cruelty?), gives us the strength to endure by making the unbearable familiar.

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Marcus vanquished the fear of death

Marcus Aurelius hired a servant to walk behind him. The servant's only job was to whisper in the ears of the Emperor: "memento mori" or "remember you must die, you are just a man" any time he received praises from people.

I was in awe of how he put the subject of memento mori so frequently and talked about death in almost every chapter of his book. Learnt a lot from these fearless mentions of how fragile humans are. Dissolve your ego or your shoulders would hurt from the weight of it. No one's immortal. No human's God. So why carry pride in your frail human body? Who are we? We are mere visitors to this accursed world where 8 billion people are currently looking from a window and perceiving reality based on their individual limited vision. Everything will be replaced in less than a century. How fragile are we, our whole generations. I remember a very simple yet crucial line from the Bible : "ashes to ashes dust to dust". Accept death as it is. Everyone will die someday, maybe tomorrow. But one shouldn't care, because they'd be already dead. Rather ask yourself, are you really living?

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PLEASURE OF RENUNCIATION

Navigating life feels like wandering through shadows lately. The struggle to live a typical and normal life is increasing with each day passing by. I long for the times when simple things brought me joy, when i used to share laughs over trivial matters and relish the company of people around me. Now, internally, im engaged in constant battles with myself, set up a Fight club in my mind where I fight to reach my prime, but let's not talk about that cause we're not allowed to.

I deeply regret constantly suppressing my emotions, which eventually birthed another form of mental distress. I was too hard on myself. Ended up like a hollow corpse, bereft of empathy and sentiments, locked in a perpetual battle between body and psyche. Now, in front of mirror, all I see is an abstruse face, a puzzle missing its pieces, a cold vessel staring at me with unfamiliar eyes. This journey has pulled me ever farther from my own reflection. I'm afraid to face my own thoughts. As I shut my eyes and place hand over my chest, i feel the eerie rhythm of a heart that doesn't want to beat anymore. As if the world and the creatures in it are working in a symphony, echoing through the corridors of my soul. It's some form of c*ncer, a malevolent demon, slowly engulfing me into it's darkness. I realised that I've never been actually happy, my previous sense of happiness was merely a diversion from grief and regrets. And that - to find Life, i was slowly approaching Death. A quote swayed over my head - "It is easier to find men who will volunteer to die, than to find those who are willing to endure pain with patience". A core egoist concept which is a double edged sword - 'Pleasure of Renunciation', made me choose the later. And here I'm standing today, all cold and hard, more ready than ever to accept everything life has to offer and break through the walls of nihilism. Even if it's agony, despair and darkness, I'll keep going and never ask "Why me?". Rather, I'm grateful to witness the authenticity of Pain and Hatred - the most real, genuine and unfiltered emotions that remind me of the raw essence of my existence.

I could never figure out why everything pivoted inexplicably into the grim corridors of a slaughterhouse.

In this culture of schadenfreude, why should I be expected to promote positivity? Where can I discover compassion when this society hasn't provided the fundamental human kindness one requires? It might create monsters, but I ain't one of 'em. I've parted ways with the world and walked hand in hand with Isolation – am I a misanthrope? (is there a choice?) Perhaps.

I can only be thankful for everything I have, even if it's torment. Everything is part of His plan. Hence, I let my awe flow out in writings, expressing myself.

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Life is too short to have enemies whom you weren't friends with in the past.

How difficult it is to find good people. The Collectivist feature of eastern countries is the USP and people failing it constantly by trying to buy shit from the west. Can't give liberty and space to other people, knowing people have their own biases and it's all fine as long as it's not physically harming the society or an individual. Deluded in materialism and fake personas. They feel everybody is their enemy, everybody should live according to their opinions and breaks asses trying to proof their beliefs are superior, tied themselves with an internet identity, tries to apply it irl and fails, frustrated, goes on media, writes the same. Gets validation from all the "yes men/women".

It is a sin how people lock themselves up in the bubble of societal norms and wants other people to be in it with them. It is a sin how they don't get that we, humans..are thinkers.. there's a hidden philosopher in all of us.. we're killing the very "human" thing in ourselves when we are constantly losing our individuality and tying ourselves to groups and destructive ideologies without spending a second thinking critically about it. No one runs Simulations, just sees something dopamine triggering and absorbs it without knowing the ground reality. Social media does the rest of the job, average so called "influencers" have their own target audience. Knowledge is bought, you have to pay attention but understanding and thinking..nah you gotta do that on your own, that's who you are, that's the dna of your soul.

This doesn't mean you must always spread love and positivity. Some things are meant to be left as it is without any emotions, when will people learn that. Just give a thought that he/she is a human, and stop throwing your thirdclass opinions and judgements, it's not a request..you aren't human if you can't do that. Live and let live.

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The man who has a conscience suffers whilst acknowledging his sin. That is his punishment.

- Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment.

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Only a stoic mind can stop a bleeding heart.

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“Educate yourself. When a question about a certain topic pops up, google it. Watch movies and documentaries. When something sparks your interest, read about it. Read read read. Study, learn, stimulate your brain. Don’t just rely on the school system, educate that beautiful mind of yours.”

— Unknown

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“You will have days where you feel better, and you will have days where you want to die. Both are okay. There is no magical cure. You just need to close your eyes, and trust that the waves will pass, and soon you’ll be able to breathe again.”

— Unknown

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At the end of the day it's you escaping the problems created by your younger self.

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In this age group where people are unable to infer the contrast between struggle and sadness, investing in learning something and being broke, having a parasocial behaviour and being hurt; you do anything with minimum uniqueness, passion and integrity, you're already bringing a change.

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Learn to love the sound of your feet walking away from things not meant for you.

- A.G.

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Always be more than what you are. Let people keep on discovering you, a little unpredictable at times, suprising, more kind than what you show, more monstrous than what they assume. It'll take them decades to explore you.

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Don't wait. Your timeline is a lie. There's no better time, no better plan. Secret to getting ahead is getting out of your head. Your mood now and your plans now gonna have zero value tomorrow when you have a bitter mood, a new plan, and a version of yourself with another added day of experience. Because while you prepare, brainstorm, strategize, someone has already failed 9 times and hit that 10th win. Routine is a function, a variable, tough on initial days, improved and refined on the next few. It continues. Make your new routines based on your previous experiences with the old ones. Predominantly, improve and compound your character and the way you live.

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Creating something new is the most hardest, most rewarding and rarest thing in the world. Going from a neuron firing to creating something that people would love and change their lives with. From years of compounded efforts and inspiration. It's the only thing that matters.

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A rain droplet in the sky is bound to fall but where it falls, decides its destiny. If it falls on a banana tree leaf, it turns into camphor. If it falls into a sea shell, it turns into a pearl. But if it falls in the mouth of a snake, it turns into poison, Likewise, the environment you create and the actions you take will decide your destiny.

- Anonymous