People and...
My boyfriend sometimes says that my theories about life don't quite hold up in terms of evidence.
But since they are supported by incidents from my life and my experience, why should they not be substantiated?
Our last conversation on such a subject was on the life and death of Freddie Mercury.
You know, the world lost a lot with that early death. But you also know about the vast number of people like him—absolute geniuses in their field who come to Earth in a very short time, do a tremendous amount of work in that short time, and then leave Earth very soon. Offensively soon, impossibly soon.
My theory, in continuation of this thread, is that good people go away too young. Not only the very talented, very useful people for the whole world. But good persons. You know who I'm talking about.
And this is also an observation from my own life.
I had two friends who passed away too young - wonderful personalities, supportive, with a pure and open mind to do good, to help.
Well, at the high school, (one of the most reputable foreign language schools in the country, by the way), at least one student died every year. (I even have a story published on this topic in a school yearbook that was slightly changed by my literature teacher because it sounded quite negative. But how could a story about death sound anyway?)
Some of these deaths were suicides. Others - just accidents. Some people were maybe good. Others may not have been. So my theory isn't quite proven here, I know that.
But the thing is, I was also about to leave quite young. That's why the topic of people's death concerns me so often. It was exactly one August 8th years ago when I found myself in the middle of a serious car accident, the cause of which to this day no one knows. As well as the reason I stayed alive.
Was I a good person then who should have left early? Or was I not a good enough person and that's why I stayed?
Who could say it? 🤔
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Personally, I am a sensitive soul with a strong sense of justice.
Traveling and photography are my greatest passions.
Sounds trivial to you?
No, it's not trivial. Because I still love to travel to not so famous destinations.🗺️
Of course, the current situation does not allow me to do this, but I still find a way to satisfy my hunger for knowledge, new places, beauty and art.
Sometimes you can find the most amazing things even in the backyard of your house.😊🧐🧭|
If we step away from the evidence for a moment to see what seems possible, we may be able to learn. But when we can no longer distinguish between what is possible and what is impossible, we lose the way.
It seems. there is no such thing like 'impossible', so I would say that people are always lost. They lose their way when they begin to think about the endless possibilities and also lose their way if they don't do it.
So it seems obvious to me to do the third:
Thinking about (carefully) selected possibilities.
I cannot say what in a given situation would be impossible. My knowledge is not enough.
But despite this I can stay with the opinion that there is such thing as impossibility.
It's analogue to truth: despite of not knowing for sure what truth is and where truth occurs, I am allowed and willing to believe in truth.
And again the same for freedom.