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Thanks for that…

I listened to your voice and, yes you are right, i should care about the things that are out of my control…
(I am also suffering from eye weakness…)
And i will read that book as soon as possible

And yes…):

Yes maybe, i should try both
Best wishes for you :heart:

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You’re welcome my friend. It’s a pleasure to talk to you.

I’m not exaggerating when I say that Reading Hafez has helped me a lot. His poems are so cheerful and beautiful and full of passion for life that I cannot express what I mean in proper words. If you like, please listen to this sublime poem of his. It always improves my mood:

You know, having false beliefs causes us to suffer more than it’s necessary. Karma is one of these dangerous beliefs. There is no such a thing as Karma or God’s providence. Bad things happen to nice people all the time and without any reason. Karma is just a myth. So we should discard it.

If we accept the fact that life is unfair and we are forever deprived of the best thing possible, namlely not being born at all, this idea may at the first glance seem dark and gloomy to most people, but I say this from personal experience that there lies a profound wisdom behind pessimism, namely that it makes us indiffernt towards many trivial and unimportant things in life (remember Marcus’ passage about death which I shared with you above) and it also makes us more compassionate towards oneanother. After all, when we accept the fact that nothing really matters in the end and the worst thing has already happened to us (being alive), we can go through our troubles with much more patience and we will help each other more. Having this mindset somehow liberates us from a lot of unnecessary burdens. We will also appreciate the rare blessings of life more and will no longer take them for granted.

When we realize that life is suffering, this insight will lower our expectations about life and it will urge us to help others and avoid inflicting suffering on each other.

I hope this helps and I sincerely and wholeheartedly wish you the best. :pray: :rose: :rose: :hibiscus: :hibiscus:

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For me the same

Thanks for saying that, i will search more about these…

You have a good and unique mindset…!
I enjoy reading your comments…

Tragic but the reality

Beautiful

It shows your kindness
Thanks a lot
I also wish you the best

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Let me tell you sth. Don’t feel sorry for yourself, please. You do that and you’ll get nowhere in life. Toughen up, and stop expecting good things to happen to you merely cuz you’re a good person. It doesn’t work that way. Look around you. Do you think all the people who’ve gone through war or illness in their lives are bad people? Or, the ones who seem to have it all are good ones? Seriously?

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Thanks for your advice

And yes …
You are right

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You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view, until you climb into his skin and walk around in it.
To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

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Nothing is so deceptive as the life of man, nothing is so treacherous: no one, I swear, would have accepted it as a present, if it were not given to us in a state of ignorance.
Accordingly, if the greatest fortune is not to be born, the next best, I think, is to die after a short life and be restored to one’s original state.

Seneca, Consolation to Marcia

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I must admit, I have a tendency to be quite the overthinker, particularly when it comes to the things that truly ignite my passion. You see, just last week, I embarked on a thrilling journey as an English teacher at a language institute. But guess what? This week, I’ve decided to take a daring leap forward into the realm of private teaching! And tomorrow, a brand new chapter begins as I step into the role of a private teacher. Oh, the mixture of excitement and nervousness that’s bubbling within me is simply exhilarating!

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That sounds amazing! I’m so happy for you and your new adventure. You have such a passion for teaching and I admire your courage to follow your dreams. I’m sure you’ll do great as a private teacher and make a positive impact on your students. I can’t wait to hear more about your experiences and how you’re enjoying this new chapter of your life.

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Me too :sweat_smile:
@top-secret-surgery

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You know, i have been teaching for a while
But right now I’m not feeling very well…)
Maybe i should not extend it)
Not only due to my bad mood but also my konkuor
The reason of my anxiety…)
I think that i have told you this before…,…)

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Sure. I’ll definitely write about it one day. And thanks. (ʘᴗʘ✿)

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It’s normal to feel stressed out when having an important exam coming up, but if it’s too much for you and you feel like it’s out of control, I still think you should see that psychiatrist I told you about. I used to fret too much over that exam myself, and that anxiety would get in the way of my studying for the exam. Thinking back, I know I could have, would have done more, had it not been for my anxious attitude toward it. Anyway, I have my fingers crossed for you. Is it gonna be this year?

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Really?
So I’m not alone…)

Oh thank you

Unfortunately yes…

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Nope! You’re definitely not.

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P.S. I’m bored to my skull. I hate this feeling. (●__●)

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Want is an interesting word. It means lack. Sometimes if we fill that lack with something else the original want disappears entirely. Maybe you have a lack problem rather than a want problem. Maybe there is a life that you really want to live.
The Midnight Library by Matt Haig

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When nobody wakes you up in the morning and when nobody waits for you at night and when you can do whatever you want. What do you call it, freedom or loneliness?” — Charles Bukowski

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People always complain about having no shoes until they see a man with no feet, then they complain about not having an electric wheelchair. Why? What makes them automatically transfer themselves from one dull system to another, and why is free will utilized only on details and not on the broad outlines—not ‘Should I work?’ but ‘Where should I work?’ and not ‘Should I start a family?’ but 'When should I start a family? ’ Why is it we don’t suddenly swap countries so that everyone in France moves to Ethiopia and everyone in Ethiopia moves to Britain and everyone in Britain moves to the Caribbean and so on until we have finally shared the earth like we were supposed to and shed ourselves of our shameful, selfish, bloodthirsty, and fanatical loyalty to dirt? Why is free will wasted on a creature who has infinite choices but pretends there are only one or two? “Listen. People are like knees that are hit with tiny rubber hammers. Nietzsche was a hammer. Schopenhauer was a hammer. Darwin was a hammer. I don’t want to be a hammer, because I know how the knees will react. It’s boring to know. I know because I know that people believe. People are proud of their beliefs. Their pride gives them away. It’s the pride of ownership. I’ve had mystical visions and found they were all so much noise. I saw visions I heard voices I smelled smells but I ignored them just as I will always ignore them. I ignore these mysteries because I saw them. I have seen more than most people, yet they believe and I do not. And why don’t I believe? Because there’s a process going on and I can see it. It happens when people see Death, which is all the time. They see Death but they perceive Light. They feel their own death and they call it God. This happens to me too. When I feel deep in my guts that there’s meaning in the world, or God, I know it is really Death, but because I don’t want to see Death in the daylight, the mind plots and says Listen up you won’t die don’t worry you are special you have meaning the world has meaning can’t you feel it? And I still see Death and feel him too. And my mind says Don’t think about death lalalala you will always be beautiful and special and you will never die nevernevernever haven’t you heard of the immortal soul well you have a really nice one. And I say Maybe and my mind says Look at that fucking sunset look at those fucking mountains look at that goddamn magnificent tree where else could that have come from but the hand of God that will cradle you forever and ever. And I start to believe in Profound Puddles. Who wouldn’t? That’s how it begins. But I doubt. And my mind says Don’t worry. You won’t die. Not in the long term. The essence of you will not perish, not the stuff worth keeping. One time I saw all the world from my bed, but I rejected it. Another time I saw a fire and in that fire I heard a voice telling me I would be spared. I rejected that too, because I know that all voices come from within. Nuclear energy is a waste of time. They should go about harnessing the power of the unconscious when it is in the act of denying Death. It is during the fiery Process that belief is produced, and if the fires are really hot they produce Certainty—Belief’s ugly son. To feel you know with all your heart Who made the universe, Who manages it, Who pays for it, et cetera, is in effect to disengage from it. The so-called religious, the so-called spiritualists, the groups that are quick to renounce the Western tradition of ‘soul-deadening consumerism’ and point out that comfort is death think it applies only to material possessions. But if comfort is death, then that should apply most profoundly to the mother of all comforts, certainty of belief—far cushier than a soft leather couch or an indoor Jacuzzi, and sure to kill an active spirit faster than an electric garage door opener. But the lure of certainty is difficult to resist, so you need one eye on the Process like me so that when I see the mystical visions of all the world and hear the half-whispered voices, I can reject them out of hand and resist the temptation to feel special and trust in my immortality, as I know it is only the handiwork of Death. So you see? God is the beautiful propaganda made in the fires of Man. And it’s OK to love God because you appreciate the artistry of his creation, but you don’t have to believe in a character because you’re impressed by the author. Death and Man, God’s coauthors, are the most prolific writers on the planet. Their output is prodigious. Man’s Unconscious and Inevitable Death have co-penned Jesus, Muhammad, and Buddha, to name but a few.
And that’s just the characters. They created heaven, hell, paradise, limbo, and purgatory. And that’s just the settings. And what more? Everything, maybe. This successful partnership has created everything in the world but the world itself, everything that exists except for what was originally here when we found it. You get it? Do you understand the Process? Read Becker! Read Rank! Read Fromm! They’ll tell you! Humans are unique in this world in that, as opposed to all other animals, they have developed a consciousness so advanced that it has one awful byproduct: they are the only creatures aware of their own mortality. This truth is so terrifying that from a very early age humans bury it deep in their unconscious, and this has turned people into red-blooded machines, fleshy factories that manufacture meaning. The meaning they feel becomes channeled into their immortality projects—such as their children, or their gods, or their artistic works, or their businesses, or their nations—that they believe will outlive them. And here’s the problem: people feel they need these beliefs in order to live but are unconsciously suicidal because of their beliefs. That’s why when a person sacrifices his life for a religious cause, he has chosen to die not for a god but in the service of an unconscious primal fear. So it is this fear that causes him to die of the very thing he is afraid of. You see? The irony of their immortality projects is that while they have been designed by the unconscious to fool the person into a sense of specialness and into a bid for everlasting life, the manner in which they fret about their immortality projects is the very thing that kills them. This is where you have to be careful. This is my warning to you. My road warning. The denial of death rushes people into an early grave, and if you are not careful, they will take you with them.
A Fraction of the Whole

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