You have been trapped in the inescapable net of ruin by your own want of sense.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I have always been interested in the concept of ruin.
To me, creatively challenging myself is my version of owning the Nets.
Do not keep saying to yourself, if you can possibly avoid it, 'But how can it be like that?' because you will get 'down the drain,' into a blind alley from which nobody has yet escaped. Nobody knows how it can be like that.
You can't escape this feeling of disintegration. The world is fragile. But you also can't let it ruin your life. I'm actually a pretty composed person. I guess people imagine I spend my life thinking about crazy, sinister things but I don't, really. It's not like I'm trying to exorcise any demons.
He who has felt his own ruin will not imagine the case of any to be hopeless; nor will he think them too fallen to be worthy his regard.
You need a balance in life between dealing with what's going on inside and not being so absorbed in yourself that it takes over.
You have to get beyond your own precious inner experiences.
You were made by God and for God, and until you understand that, life will never make sense.
Ruin is the destination toward which all men rush, each pursuing his own best interest in a society that believes in the freedom of the commons.
All things make sense; you just have to fathom how they make sense.