I noticed that everything is done crookedly, or rather, Vice versa. They do A, and it ruins everything. They don't do it, and that spoils it, too. Everyone is crying, but it's funny to me. I'm probably going to be hanged, but I'm happy.
What is the life of an addict? - Mad running, headlong… Like a squirrel in a wheel, fussy and unclear why. The person is infinitely loaded with something. Loaded with something stupid that brings neither moral nor material benefits. What is the life of a proud man?
Voltaire teaches us that there is nothing to fear, including the non-fulfillment of our desires. All vanity of vanities. All our losses, gains, greatness, power, happiness, passions, desires and dreams, fears and pain, all this is ephemeral, coming and going.
Looking at life from above, you realize that everything is vanity. The only question is how exactly the person relates to this vanity. Some are afraid of it, because vanity is fear. It bores others, because it makes no sense. However, the smartest ones are happy with it, because vanity is a game, a source of excitement and taste for life.
The ease of being is based on the fact that if you do not try to do tomorrow today, and focus on the day today, suddenly it turns out that everything is very simple and easy. All our haste and fuss are stupid and useless.