Life, having or just living?

Have you ever thought what does it mean to live a life? No mention about why were we born or where we go after death. I only want you to focus on the living period and the meaning of it.

I have been asking myself that very question. On the base that I am a person who don’t like my own self, I simply do not know how and why to love myself. I mostly feeling that I live but not having a life.

Being under over-protective mom’s control norrows my ability. I never living to the fullest. All I try to do for the whole life is to dance to every corner in the wooden frame that she dresses on me. When there is a space, even little, I dance there.

Being under a woman who thinks everything best to me inlights me of what to not do with other humans. I know how misery a life could be, especially when you experienced living a life but not having it. I easily upset seeing people shut their hearts to other and make the world worse.

I hate ignorants. I cannot stand them.

Now I’m studying in culture and humanities field, hoping that one day people would be nice to each other and make no one life worsen than it has been.


Why do we have IMAGINATION??
Maybe imaginations of us are for improving our thinking skills to improve this planet earth.

But do we use our imagination in the wrong ways? We imagine about the possibilities of something that cannot be possible no matter how or when…


ความทรงจำ คือเรื่องที่คนอย่างน้อยสองคนร่วมกันสร้างขึ้นมา เป็นเรื่องที่มีคุณค่าและประทับใจ ลืมได้ยาก

แต่มันคงจะเป็นเรื่องที่เจ็บปวดมาก ถ้าคนที่เห็นคุณค่า ประทับใจ และลืมเรื่องเหล่านี้ไม่ลง เป็นเราเพียงคนเดียว…