I just don't understand certain people at all, let's say normies, or simps too, of course, people who aren't doing so well in their lives and yet they speak well of and defend people who are in a better social position than them. Really!? What's going on in their heads, what's going through their minds... They enjoy themselves and have a life above yours, and despite all that, you defend them, speak well of them as if they were your friend, your family member, but you don't even know them. Some people are just incomprehensible. How can they act this way? You're outside of perception, of life, of reality, of existence, speaking from a social point of view, and yet you, what are you doing? Constantly defending someone who contributes much more than you do. Perhaps on a par with the distance between the sun and the earth, but let's not exaggerate any more than that for now. I saw a couple of young people kissing and looking good together, and I, what do I do? I congratulate them, I compliment them, but really, for God's sake, where am I, unlike them? I should ask myself that as the first thing I should think about, and not look at how cute and BEAUTIFUL these young people are, looking good together. the brain and morality of such a person who shows this towards themselves has gone to seek treatment; they have gone to seek treatment in one of the cathedrals, spiritually. The thought of themselves as the first, fundamental thing in their life, of appearing, of finding themselves and then everything else, are we really putting other people's situations and interests above our own? This is the madness of certain individuals. Time passes and passes, day after day begins and ends, and yet, for them, things continue to be the same, lonely, sad, depressed, and desperate with no one by their side, but yes, certainly, my instinct, I don't know why, crazy as it may be, on this earth, is to be so happy to see other people together and happy; I see no reason for it, first of all, on this earth. Yes, of course, good for them, congratulations, but it shouldn't be so exaggerated, so striking, let's say. After all, we saw those people that one time and maybe never again. Did they help us in any way? Did they offer us anything? Did they change our lives for that moment, or were they just there like so many others for their own personal reasons? The scene, the scene I witnessed a little while ago, in the way it arrived, in the same way it will go away, like the wind, to that person, nothing will change in the world, congratulations to them, fine; I don't know why we should empathize so much with the fact and exaggerate it; great for them, brother and sister, but think for yourself. Where does your love for someone begin?
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