Counter-attack of Thought
A bus that ran only once a day left the bus stop and someone trying to catch it struggled to follow it, but it was only a moment's delay that caused him to miss the bus.
So far, it is a story that can happens to anyone, but after that, at the bus stop, he blames himself, reflects on himself, regrets, and comes home, and he can't let go of the bus's route timetable.
Some people may think that this story is not a problem at all, but some people may ruin the day by making these minor mistakes and all the problems arise from these little things.
Everything that happens to us is just happening, from last winter's snow falling from the sky reaching my lips. It just happened that a passing car splashed water and dirty a new suit.
Everything that happens in front of my eyes is just happening naturally like the chaos of the universe without any problems.
From the human point of view, I like order, which means I like uniform, predictable, and I have tried to do so with the thinnest human thoughts, but Chaos is also the law of nature.
But when we always attach meaning to feelings and emotions and write novels, we read them, we cry, laugh, and repeat ourselves and praise according to the results, regret the past, fear the future, and live in reality without being able to adapt to the present.
We often use the word ominous foreboding, which is not created by anyone, but by the threat, by the thought, by the connivance.
The probability that the worries created by the idea really become a problem is extremely rare, and even if they happen, most of them are not as bad as they were then.
Because the pain of imagination is always greater and more painful.
While humans have used thinking to develop scientific civilization, they are bound by the idea. That's why great Zen masters don't explain because they themselves have to go into thought to explain, and the words that come out of the idea continue to create other questions and answers in accordance with people's habits, and if any of the people who hear them catch a single word, "Oh! I knew what you were going to say!" they'd be sitting there.
Once again, chaos is freedom and that is our essence.
That's why we naturally crave real freedom without knowing what it is.
To add a few words, we are social animals and need some order, but isn't it natural that when the intensity of order increases, it becomes oppression and resistance?
There are many things going on in front of us right now, and we have a lot of thoughts coming back, but don't expect the scene to come, let's just take a step back and lean against the wall like watching the movie.
