Perhaps I became a tree person instead of a bird person...and then I remained just an ordinary human being....I felt an unnecessary backlash...to things, to places, to rooms!
The more wisdom we gain, the more we are filled with bad experiences. As we grow older, our capacity for loss increases, and then our mind makes itself understood by saying, "If you understand, you will feel , losing yourself is a greater sorrow than losing a person." The number of worn-out, barely breathing people is incalculable. The number of bodies that have lost themselves in the crowd of living corpses is at the top. I believe it if I believe it or I have no reason to believe it.
It is better to lose a person and become a disgrace than to lose yourself and become a corpse...a great satisfaction! Unfortunately, I only grew up, became a tree man, and I no longer found satisfaction.
