About Humanity: A Little From There, A Little From Here…

F eeding on the feeling of revenge, the desire to exist with an irresistible negative feeling of high pleasure, an illusion of self that constantly changes position somewhere between the unconscious and the subconscious and constantly plays with us as if we have a consciousness of our own, in fact and perhaps a struggle towards death, some Reflexes keep us alive, yes, but they rot us inside, returning home from the dark road...

T he way home is always dark. The fire of some reflexes, it is always the fire that matters, not the candle or the cigarette.

B ut still, remembering Jung and Freud;

The damage is done.
Shoot the bottles, not creatures...

I f you have learned to take the measure of people and have filed the 'bosses' that fit the mold nicely in your mental closet, your job becomes a little easier, you are no longer 'in', or rather, you are neither inside nor outside, you are an emptiness that can no longer contain itself..*
* Slavoj Zizek, from his book of the same name.

I had a dream last night, by the way, most of my dreams are quite crazy.. I wake up and write these dreams, I will share one of them with you now, ...the state used me as an agent, but they are also agents when they make us fight. However, we do not know this while doing the assigned job, Anyway, the task is completed. We are asking why... this is none of your business "mission is completed," .. but you cannot stay in our country anymore, they will kill you here, you will be sent to various countries of the world, you will live in groups, you will return when the danger is over, you will live together 360 days out of 365 days... there is a problem in your reproduction. No, your children will be taken care of too, some people say we didn't want this, kess!! They say to your voice, this is a duty, your wishes don't matter, besides, your miserable life has gained a meaning now, what are you questioning... Anyway, it's longer... Let's say that's it.. At the end of the dream, they bring each person to the entrance of the country to which they will be taken. It's me at the door. The name of the country I will go to is "onetock/onetocky"☺️👀