sometimes your own thoughts awake you, just like you have been told it by someone else. sometimes writing something and then reading it really awakens you from being ignorant of yourself. sometimes by helping other people yo improve yourself. and sometimes your illusory world falls apart because of just one minor friction in your basement. then another illusory world is formed, no better than the one before. sometimes you get totally confused just because there is no one you can talk to, or because you cannot or dont want to say what you want to say. sometimes you have nothing to say, and then once again your world falls apart.

sometimes no one and nothing can help you, and you are unable to help yourself. your last hope is lost, and your life falls apart.