In life you just get molded into things. Good or bad, whatever destiny you are selected for, you are molded into it. I don’t think life is bad in general but we can have unpleasant times. Times that make us feel like urgh what the hell is this. Times that we for some reason keep crying about but they have not added any value in our lives. Why is it that we cry about things that are of no value? Why do we value things that are of no value? Sometimes when I am watching the sunset everything dissolves. Everything I wanted, everything I couldn’t have. It stops mattering. Like it never existed. Nothing exists. We give life to everything. Whatever it is that is in your heart. You have given life to it. You have fed it. You have believed in it. You have lived with it. As much as you give it life, you can kill it. You have the power to do so. I hope you remember to do so. You give birth to and you grant death to everything in your life. Your joy and your suffering is always in your hands. Always and always remember that.
Ish Kish Mish