Time goes by, or.
Landing on my homeland, feeling a little bit strange, because I cannot tell whether my hometown has been changing or I.
There are too many people in this world. suffering the pain of living in this world. Through those experiences and Da-sein, my root and route has been changing gradually. I cannot say that I am a fixed “I”, who you can aim at. If somebody categorizes that you are yourself who you’re seeing in the mirror, I agree partly yes, but it’s still one of.
Is the language a serious problem? yes, answers the linguists.
Is the nationality a serious problem? yes, answers the politicians and nationalists.
Is the money a serious problem? yes, answers the economists.
Is the military and the violence a serious problem? yes, answers the solders and terrorists.
Is the society a serious problem? yes, answers the sociologists.
People are to be born. There is no reason of the life, because it itself is.
But people forget, implant, remember, laugh, cry, sleep, eat, sex, tangled up, and die.
Why do we have to compromise with anything? In the name of what?
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