Sunday, November 13, 2022

Torturing myself reading old journal

"feel guilty i feel something must wrong I left people who seems care to me and one of them is Mr______ I just felt I had to go. I had to get away from them. I felt like it is more mature if a leave them and cling on them and never bother them anymore. I felt like it is for my own good I wish I am not wrong. If I am wrong it feels like I have to regret it because I made a wrong decision. Actually I am the one who is no more. not mr. _____"  - 7/11/11

Oh It's 11 years ago, there's a ton of shits there and I can't even publish here even although I'm pretty sure there's a slim chance that people I know would read it or even someone read it, man it's blogger.com. It pains me every time I read it. I know and we know we don't last here forever It's some kind of my project immortality just to send message to future in unusual way. We don't know if the server of google archive is good enough if this would last a hundreds of years, we don't know. Hello 2122, I write this the Pandemic that your  grandpa and grandma told you is almost over, the world almost stop for 3 years, it is almost over but there is war happening in
   Europe specifically in Ukraine as I wrote now, the Russians invade Ukraine in Feb 24, 2022 and the war is ongoing, I don't know if there would be a nuclear war. I don't know. But I HOPE the humanity is better after 100 years, I hope the humanity learned its lessons that dictators won't anything good for humanity. for now Democracy is the only way for peaceful world