Most Of Us Humans Are Locked In Our Perception Bubble Because It Simply Makes Us Feel Good To Have Our

Most of us humans are locked in our perception bubble because it simply makes us feel good to have our opinions reinforced and confirmed.

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Freedom is always the freedom of others if you take this into account, at some point every perception bubble and the feeling of self-affirmation associated with it will break.... which ultimately really frees you.

Looking back, there were simply too many impacts that took the shine and integrity off my armour.

Even if the armour is in a desolate state, my will is not.

A life without events and risks is certainly boring.

If I had wanted it, I certainly would have liked it, but I certainly wouldn't have wanted it.

I have looked into the deepest abysses of human existence, have gone through dark times and if you look into my face, mistake the hardness of my expression for arrogance. It is only the shell of my rare smile.

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But isn't it true that shiny armour has never been used?

When you have the smell of cock in your nose all the time.

You should just wash your hands after wanking.

Tom Hardy more or less

Well, the translation mistakes were probably the reason I picked that up as a quote in Peaky Blinders.

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Unfortunately, one of my posts was completely undemocratically deleted for everyone except me on the grounds that it contained explicit sexual content.... was only art by jeff koons.

Let's clearly not show any explicit sexual content here.

Everything you see arises and originates only from your unambiguous imprinting which your brain unfortunately imposes on you and always tries to recognise patterns and then classify them.

In reality, they see houses, a church and a broken tarmac road.

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I think they would have censored Lady Chatterley's Lover as well

The fall of the seagulls

An old man was lounging on the quay wall when he saw a seagull fighting with another seagull for a piece of fish waste out of the corner of his eye.

Without any excitement, he picked up a random stone lying there and hurled it with full force in the direction of the fighting seagulls.

The tourists and locals who were in the same place as him at the same time only became aware of his stone throw when, as if by some cruel cosmic coincidence, both of the really large seagulls fell dead from the sky with short but violent screams and in a very desolate state.

He himself simply continued his activity of loitering as if nothing had happened that required his attention. In contrast to all the others who were completely preoccupied by the suddenly different gulls and their loud departure with the special impact on the waves in the harbour basin.

Even those who had only realised the scene later had been busy trying to explain the horrific cause of the seagulls' loud departure, or at least trying to understand it.

The old man sat down in one of the tourist attraction coffee shops where the discussion about the event was in full swing and looked into the many puzzled faces of young and old who were all still trying to figure out why?

And ordered a coffee from a waiter who rushed to him as soon as he had sat down and said to him: did you notice that the two seagulls I mean fell from the sky and landed dead with a scream in the harbour basin? I assume they screamed first and then died, right? The waiter answers of course only so it makes sense, whereupon the old man said that's the most logical thing to do.

He looked at the distraught waiter and said in a calm voice: "Consistents I think and please bring them two bags of sugar, thank you! The waiter looked at the old man and asked: what do you mean? He just smiled and nodded and looked out of the sea.

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The lie of life was based on maintaining the status quo.

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