Chapter 17 Section 17

Galaxy, hello! Your letter has been received. I think I understand you now.You have such a perfect soul, such a fascinating title.My soul seemed a bit dark in comparison. Let me answer your question.You already know that my love for you is a little selfish.Really, who gets a pearl and doesn't want it to be his forever.me too.I know well how good your love is (it is so seldom found!) and how could I be willing to lose it. But I have a highest principle, which is also my secret, and I never tell anyone about it.That is, it is easy for people not to know themselves, because their senses are all external. For example, people can see others, but they cannot see themselves; people can have the most subtle feelings about others, but they are much more insensitive to themselves.One's own thoughts can be controlled, but who can control the source of one's own thoughts?A man can write wonderful novels and music without being able to tell the immediate reason why he himself was able to write them.No matter whether a person is great or humble, he is not very clear about himself, that is, the most profound "self".This "self" is silenced in many people.These people also fell silent, living the same life as yesterday.In others it boils and boils, causing untold misery to its master.You said, what made Milton, who was blind, write poems hard, and it wasn't it.You see, a lot of people made promises to it, and Undershaft made up his mind when he said he was a poor man, and nothing could stop him but a gun.But what about after he became a rich man?I can feel at ease.

As for me, I wish that it would never be silent, even if it caused me any misery.We all live, and we will all live in the future.I'd rather it seep to the last second, I never want the day when I feel at ease and everything is in order.I know that life and death are people's own business.No one can save another's soul, if only everyone had an restless soul.I wish my soul, as you say, is a source from which I can never drain (of course this is impossible).I want my "self" to always sizzle and churn like a drop of sugar on a live coal. I really don't want to think that one day I have enough wisdom, enough to use, enough to distinguish right from wrong.

You know that I hope that everyone has their own wisdom, and you also know that I think that only you can save everyone's soul.So I would never want to claim someone else's soul for my own.I only hope that our souls can communicate with each other, like a community twice as big.Do you know how lonely a lonely soul is, and how much weakness a person has (it is the weakness that makes you weep).How much help and warmth a soul like you can give people!You open the door of your soul and let me in! With these beliefs, I very much wish you absolute freedom, and I wish your soul to soar.Of course, if you fall in love with someone else in the future, doesn't that mean my soul is dark?In addition to jealousy, didn't you declare that I was finished?How can you ask me to be elated when the moment comes.No one ever dies and sings "The sea depends on the helmsman", so you are asking too much.However, from my rational point of view at this time, it is better for you to leave me at that time.If I change my mind by then, it means I've turned bad, and you can leave me alone.

I only have one request, if I am still me by then, don't reject me a thousand miles away, and be friends with me, and be gentle, don't hurt me intentionally. I don't like to live a "life" peacefully, and I don't like to get together with each other.As for things like getting married or not, I don't like to think about it.I don't want any of the so-called essential things in the world.There are also "love", "love", etc., which seem to be irrelevant.I just hope that you and I will get along well without mutual suspicion or praise. Anru usually, you talk to me as if you were talking to yourself, and I talk to you as if you were talking to yourself.Come on, how are you with me?

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