That apple, Why did you come to me?

[I don't take my anger out on heaven. But the torment of love caused the seeds of resentment toward heaven to grow. If it was a love that would end, I wouldn't have started it. 

He mourned having formed me from weast. My soul has become aware of my sins and cannot see the face of God. What should I do? Where should you and I go?

All the answers have been revealed. All that remains for humans is to walk the path to the right answer. At this time it began to become clear who was human and who was not. You just close the book and go your way. That is your pride.

The world is gone. He has left the world. You have left his world.

Those who already live in death do not think about real death because they are in death. They fell into a deeper sleep. In other words, it lost its vitality. Lost its hue. They have lost touch with reality and live wearing pictures drawn by gods.

As if wearing the mask of the Minotaur

no way there is something more, Even after seeing an animal that swallowed a lot of dirty water, you be whet your appetite in A burnt-out labyrinth

You, you wolves who still wander around hungry even after thousands of years. Don't chase me into chaos unless you have the red thread that freed Theseus. My heart is in pain. My heart is in pain. I write down my pain and wear it. I am drained. What is weighing me down? A twisted body, the smell of blood, thirst, drowsiness that comes from the darkness of the soul, laughter that makes me lose my mind, and Absurd-Unrealistic-Outlandish-Impractical lies that bind me. But what tires me the most of all is seeing my life being wasted. I am dying. I am dying because I am getting older. I wish to be happy. I need to regulate my emotions.

Anger is making me depressed. I want to be angry. I want to curse harshly, protest violently, tell them all their sins, and fight. 

but, Alas! Alas! He who has left spoke of peace. Peace is more important. but, Alas! I am crumbling within myself. My fallen figures are crying. They were wailing.

'I hate him so much. He's a coward. He's ignorant and dishonest. I hated myself. So I hate you for being like me.

The Watchers in Head. The Worms in Gums. Primitive people cast a spell. "Make the worms in my gums disappear" The primitive man's order is actually the masters of green. The livers move inside my chest. I have decided on a title for paper. suddenly The worms in my teeth says. 'We are the masters of the world.' The worms seem angry. 

Angry! They gather where they are angry and try to vent their anger. Suddenly I felt the urge to vomit. I want to throw up all the accumulated irritability from my nerves. It smells like an unwashed person.

What is the reason for my efforts? Everything becomes yours.' 

You are suffering. The only thing that makes me happy is the love I shared with you. Only Orpheus' head and harp remain, playing sad love songs.]

I started writing with you in mind. 

Today I heard of your death. The earth shook and the sea heard your voice. Whatever the reason, through your death I received a great gift. I realized who I am and became clearer about who you are. Through your death I gained a beginning. 

Matthew 16:13-17 13 When Jesus came into the coasts of Caesarea Philippi, he asked his disciples, saying, Whom do men say that I the Son of man am? 14 And they said, Some say that thou art John the Baptist: some, Elias; and others, Jeremias, or one of the prophets. 15 He saith unto them, But whom say ye that I am? 16 And Simon Peter answered and said, Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God. 17 And Jesus answered and said unto him, Blessed art thou, Simon Barjona: for flesh and blood hath not revealed it unto thee, but my Father which is in heaven.

["I want to have children when I get married. I want to feel stable." I thought of her small body more than anything else. "I think it would be good for her to get healthy first." Though she is physically weak, she smiled and said she loves babies.

I told you about my future, you who loved me even though I had nothing. "My future is like a book. You are my main character." You looked up at the same ceiling and planned your future, hoping that everything would go well for me.

"In our house, we always cook this and never eat it raw." "Huh? I've been eating it raw since I was little." "Then, let's cook it now. You like it better." We laughed.

Love was the reason I came here. The Creator of the ends of the earth taught me the joy of creation through you. When Adam met his pair, he already knew that she was his other half. It was not decided by the world.

The ecstasy of the moment when the created being recognizes the Creator, You probably did too. You and I were in love.

"I don't regret it. I don't regret knowing you. But I hate you so much. I sincerely want you to be truly happy." 

she said, "I really love you. Don't say you regret it."

She died. She said she was going to marry someone else. I don't know if it's true or not.]

The first step in our relationship with you went astray and brought us to our deaths. I had a hard time being dragged around by wolf-like people without knowing what was going on. Today, we have our life. Let's move forward for our new life. The death of the spirit can be born again, Stay by my side. I am your savior before I exist as myself. I will not give up on you, so move toward the path we must take. I know it must be hard. You are the beginning of everything for me. You left me with many unforgettable things. It is a sad but happy night. It is a perfect story. 

Psalms 85:9~13 Surely his salvation is near those who fear him, that his glory may dwell in our land. Love and faithfulness meet together; righteousness and peace kiss each other. Faithfulness springs forth from the earth, and righteousness looks down from heaven. The Lord will indeed give what is good, and our land will yield its harvest. Righteousness goes before him and prepares the way for his steps. 

[How many people face death thinking they have truly lived well? Everyone's standard for having lived well can be different. It was experience and philosophy that helped my mind grow. And it was your love. Philosophy, reflecting on my experiences, continually prompts me to question my life's purpose of wanting to live well. 

How should one live? Love gave me a sense of 'togetherness.' "I wanted to go from being someone who observes, learns, and explores the world to someone who shares and enjoys these experiences with you.And your existence makes all these feelings become a reality. Without you, the emotions I learned through love turn into mere words, and I remain just as I am. We were actually living in completely different environments. There is so much we can learn from each other and so much we can share. In a culture that despises me, our love is an unblessed love. I think that those who directly hinder our love are experiencing psychological issues created by society or stemming from their own family and personal development. God has taught me to understand His heart. I have realized who God truly is. So I chastised myself, thinking I was a foolish person who couldn't escape the sin of being unable to control my own mind.

Love requires mutual respect. When I heard Eve's shame from my beloved lover, I am human, so I find myself wondering if it is right to condemn her love. You have shattered the sky you were just looking at. If our love stands before God, could we continue the story? Set her free, don't force her to love me. The promise of heaven has been broken. Just don't forget that you were human. That's all I can say.]

At this point I am going to tell you my true inner story. I don't exist, but I exist.

I am poor, ugly and socially unacceptable. I know myself better than anyone else. Love is the most important thing above all, and I love myself more than anything. I like intellectual pleasure more than pleasure. However, the true subject I want from it is the emotion and happiness that only humans can feel, rather than pleasure. In fact, I can live without sex. I cannot live without love, and when I love, I desire you.

I don't know what is true in I've heard. I just want to get out of the emotions that confuse me. We need to make a choice. Always I resolve to make today new with you. In the past, I poured my heart into it, but there is no you coming back to me. Do I love you, or is it just a sense of responsibility? Am I not acknowledging your deny? It's a night that makes me think a lot.

In my suffering, I try to say that the cause of my suffering is my greed. What is it if it is not coercive love? What difference am I from those beasts? It is violence under the name of promise. I think I will have to pay this price.

That beautiful name and that promise became a well of sin. You were someone who did not know that beautiful name, and I was not a beautiful person.