Is there such a thing as being too aware of your life? Knowing all of your faults and knowing how you should live...too much? Can you really live the right way, and be real? Because when you are, it just seems too perfect. Like, how can you really know all of that, all of how to live properly?
You simply cannot live so perfectly, be so aware of what is right and what is wrong, be so able to not give a thought to the thoughts of others, be so unafraid of life (or not nervous) that you just live the right way - the way that we are all supposed to live, what we are supposed to live up to. No regrets and all of that. There has to be something missing in that outward perfection. I have heard that our flaws are what make us who we are. So, then what to the person who knows how to live without a care to any external distractions? What, then to the people who (dare I say like Socrates) who just let be, what be....?
Maybe it is just my jealousy. Maybe. Maybe I am so caught up in my lack of being able to live how I want to live that I cannot believe how anyone else could live in such a way - I cannot conceive of it. So therefore I need to look for the weak spots.
Who knows? I sure do not.
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