// Khan journal

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We treat each other like conscious beings who have a destiny, who have choices that are important. You can think of human beings as like nine billion dots in a row, with no connections between them. Then you’re sort of like a dust mote in the wind, and who the hell cares what you think, anyway? You don’t have any impact on things.

Or you can recognize that you’re at the center of a networked system, and that you know a thousand people. And then they know a thousand people, so you’re separated by one person from a million, and two people from a billion. And that’s a much better way to think. We are seriously networked together.

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He´s the end of Worlds
The fall of Kings

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That view is lovely.

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Do not give your heart to the things that do not matter.

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- YouTube

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It’s been challenging.

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I’m such a hater
It often surprises even me

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Dream Boy blooms are the most euphoric blooms ever

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some art I made

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“I wonder if my creator weeps when he sees me”

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King of Anger.
Of pride and desire.
Of greed and envy.

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There was once a merchant
in the famous market of Baghdad.
One day he saw a stranger looking
at him in surprise, and he knew
that the stranger was Death.

Pale and trembling, the merchant
fled the marketplace and made
his way many, many miles to
the city of Samara, for there he
was sure Death could not find him.

But when at last he came
to Samara, the merchant saw
waiting for him the grim figure
of Death.

“Very well,” said the merchant.
“I give in. I am yours. But tell me,
why did you look surprised when
you saw me this morning
in Baghdad?”

“Because,” said Death,
“I had an appointment with you
tonight in Samara.”

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Most of the time we give
people love, or we receive it.
But very little of the time
do we actually love that person.

I’d say that’s different.
To most, it makes no difference.
I suppose everyone wins nonetheless.

One could say it is easier
to give love than to love.
To love, we do not choose.
And to love is to be
almost possessed by it.

As opposed to just giving
such thing to someone
where it is your choice
and you can walk away easily.

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Darling don’t you want me here where I belong?

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What if I defile your heart?
I can do that, you know.
I’ve done it before. It’s not hard.

It’s not hard to ruin someone’s heart. To make them ache for something they never wanted. You’re sensitive now, and I know it — inside and out. If you were to watch me with someone else at this very moment, I think you’d object. Yes. I can do that to you. I can do anything I want to you. What if I love you? What if I do? Would you love me back if I said that I loved you? I won’t make you say those words. You’ll say them anyway. You won’t be able to resist letting them leave your lips. I have that effect on people, and I can tell it’s happening to you.

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Mates are often compensations

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You want to develop the qualities you are
starved for in others to give them to you —
so you no longer need an outside vessel.

Then we can be attracted to the person
for who they are instead of what we
NEED THEM TO BE in our life
to COMPENSATE.