said no one ever..
I went back down to find Cat, fearing that he will be cold and lonely cause it was raining badly. Couldn't find him so I said: "I forgive you for hurting me, please be safe".
Looked around again and I saw 2 cockroaches.
Didn't try to be friends.
"Why do I only want to make friends with Cat but not Cockroach?" I asked myself.
"Cat is a mammal and will feel cold. I'm not sure if Cockroach will feel cold. Even if he does, I can't hug Cockroach the way I can hug Cat. I can't provide for Cockroach because 1) I don't understand him and 2) He can provide for himself."
That was what I thought.
It became my truth.
What is truth?
Where's the fine line between truth and justification?
On a more meta level, where's the fine line between truth and stories?
After all, the birth of a story was somebody's truth.
I went back down to find Cat, fearing that he will be cold and lonely cause it was raining badly. Couldn't find him so I said: "I forgive you for hurting me, please be safe".
Looked around again and I saw 2 cockroaches.
Didn't try to be friends.
"Why do I only want to make friends with Cat but not Cockroach?" I asked myself.
"Cat is a mammal and will feel cold. I'm not sure if Cockroach will feel cold. Even if he does, I can't hug Cockroach the way I can hug Cat. I can't provide for Cockroach because 1) I don't understand him and 2) He can provide for himself."
That was what I thought.
It became my truth.
What is truth?
Where's the fine line between truth and justification?
On a more meta level, where's the fine line between truth and stories?
After all, the birth of a story was somebody's truth.
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