What you want does not matter! What you need does not matter! Truth matters! Your identity does not matter! Love reality! Love truth! Stop caring about having what you want being indentified by others! You are a bug! You are not God! Love truth! Love existence! Love reality!
“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
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