The Bright Side of Existence is A Dark Side Too (part1)

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I was born due to the limitless possibilities of the creative nature/god, and it’s Not by any means related to my individuality, but since this stupid, useless individuality of mine exists, that’s Why it matters, just like anybody else,

I wish i knew that before, i was relating my existence to my individuality as a reason and a source, saying what’s The real need of nature/god for me individually, a broken, vulnerable self that has a little benefit for itself, i didn’t Get it Before, yet it was obvious as fuck, i’m Just another model, another success for creativity itself, because being creative means creating new models/systems, no matter how many flaws you got in this model, if its system works you’re one hell of a brilliant creative genius, even though your model works with a noise crushing it self while walking forward, but for me, for the model itself again, this creativity was a failure, to coexist, to get use on this strange thing, recognizing our selves is one of the biggest meanings of life that we are used to till the point that we have taken it for granted without even questioning the idea itself,

To be honest, i can’t Fully trust my idea, i mean what if it was the depression of this failure is speaking out? What should i do if i have a clear view and right answers and i’m Pretty sure that i’m Reasonable and connecting all the dots exactly as it should, what about the other dots that i can’t See from here, i mean the situation reminds me of all the time i took a wrong decision, something was obviously clear back then

To be continued,