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Everything has been artificially propped up for far too long.
It's like a badly poured beer.
Eventually, the foam dissipates and you're left with half a glass.
The world economy is going to sh*t. Brace yourselves.
That's how fragile the truth for a human is.
"Sincerely Yours"
내가 내 불행마저 감당할 수 없는데
그냥 너를 좋아한 시작부터가 잘못이었다고
후회하고 있을 뿐야
그래서 떠나는 거야
잠시 먼 여행을 떠나 너에게 돌아오고 싶은
내 의지마저 억누르면서 그냥 널 잊어 보는거야
한참 후 네가 날 잊을때 쯤에
난 너의 등 뒤에 편지를 쓰겠지
부칠수도 읽을 수도 없는 눈물로 쓴 편지들을
먼 훗날 내 죽음같은 사랑을 느꼈을 때 내 이름을 불러줘
얼마 살지 못할 내 기억의 생명을 다시 살릴 수 있게
If I were to tell you the exact date and time of your death
It would shatter your world completely.
In a split second, your world is cracked open
You look at things differently, you smell things differently
You savor everything, be it a glass of water or a walk in the park
And the irony of it is that the very cognizance keeps you from really living your life
It keeps you drinking that glass of water... without truly tasting it.
약한 자한테서 빼앗지, 강한 자한테서 빼앗냐고?
세상이 생겨난 이래 약자는 언제나 강자한테 짓밟히는 거야.
천 년 전에도 천 년 후에도
약자는 강자한테 빼앗기는 거라고.
세상에 유일한 진리는
강자는 약자를 병탄(倂呑)한다. 강자는 약자를 인탄(麟呑)한다.
이것만이 변하지 않는 진리다.
Nothing ever goes as planned in this accursed world.
The longer you live, the more you will realize, that the only things that truly exist in this reality are merely pain, suffering, and futility.
Everywhere you look, wherever there is light, there will always be shadows to be found with it. As long as there is a concept of victors, the vanquished also exist.
The selfish intent of wanting to preserve peace initiates wars.
And hatred is born in order to protect love.
There are nexuses, causal relationships that cannot be separated.
I want to sever the fate of this world.