Thursday, September 5, 2019

Despair

Are you proud?

I tried to read Carl Jung yesterday. It only brought me despair. I read the part about dream analysis. It's just pure despair. Maybe all that I like is one sentence.

This one sentence: " People don't have ideas. Ideas have people. "

This was enough to compel me to read his works. I don't even know the context of that sentence (yet). Yet all that I've found so far is despair.

I don't need any of it.

Progress is bound to bring boredom. Or I'm looking in the wrong places.

Anyway. It's just disheartening. Imagine not being able to extract fun and solace even from the dead.

Help me, Diary - help me help myself.

No. I know what I need to do. I mean in addition to.

It's just... life is too much disappointment, Diary .

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