I feel bad because I’ve made the world worse, or that I’ve disappointed myself. But when circumstances force me to act in ways I find immoral, I just feel disgust
I want good things for everyone in general, but I’m not some endlessly patient Buddha.
I just try to understand people through their own eyes… And I try to understand myself too. I feel what they feel, but I can also just walk away
But it’s not about them, not really.
It’s about me - who am I? Do I make things better or worse? Do I make people better or worse? If you brought me into a perfect world, would I make that world worse?
If there were 5 billion of me, what kind of world would it be?
I feel bad because I’ve made the world worse, or that I’ve disappointed myself. But when circumstances force me to act in ways I find immoral, I just feel disgust
I want good things for everyone in general, but I’m not some endlessly patient Buddha.
I just try to understand people through their own eyes… And I try to understand myself too. I feel what they feel, but I can also just walk away
But it’s not about them, not really.
It’s about me - who am I? Do I make things better or worse? Do I make people better or worse? If you brought me into a perfect world, would I make that world worse?
If there were 5 billion of me, what kind of world would it be?