Our world will die without fear?

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The most amazing, impossible and beautiful things happened to me when I confided in the world and stopped controlling everything.
If I recall this, then again I feel the feeling of free fall in the dark and the amazing beauty of life flying by my side. A life in which there are no expectations, your own disappointments and stubbornness.

Reality is a million times better than any picture your imagination can draw. Likelihood lines are woven into incredible patterns. The world is painted in colors that hit you with its power through.

And you know that very well.

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In rare moments when everything stops inside, in the short interval between heartbeats, between lightning and thunder, you feel most alive. You are full of life, you laugh.
Then a heavy hand goes down over your shoulder, and you cowardly lower your head. The walls of protection, rationality, clever and adult words are built around you again. Debt. Duty. A responsibility.
It's all so familiar, right?
The real world is hiding behind hundreds of cunning masks. These are the immortal traps of consciousness.

Your fear.


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We live, we grow, we feed on fear. He is a pledge of our survival - and it is dirty spots spreading over the thin fabric of our little lives.
Fear lives in the air, in the water, in every jolt of your hot blood. It is fear that adds a touch of shit and regret to any of your greatest innocent joy.
"Wow, how cool. But how should I pay for it?"

If you think you need to pay - pay. If not, it's free. Do you believe that happiness will definitely fail? So be it.

You think that if you weaken the grip of your experiences and control, the world will plunge into chaos, and life will become hell? So be it. Hold tight, live in fear.
Do you think the night is dark and full of horror? Well, you know what I mean. Everyone lives in their own fears.

As a result, our life is so beautiful, good and fun, just as much as we can afford it.

As a result, we are "alive" just as far as fear permits.

Our world will die without fear? | Ecency