I think hope, it's the worst killer of life itself.

I think being hopeless is what really makes you feel alive

and be present, enjoy, love, and just feel like everything makes sense.

I know it's a paradox, but hope kills everything.

You're always one thing, you're always waiting.

You're losing your life for that thing, for that moment,

that might arrive, and the thing is that if it arrives, then what?

Then you're hoping again.

So if you kind of hope for things that might become true one day,

your life is a series of events, dates, you know, special dates,

and then just an empty void in between those.

And if you never arrive to that thing that you hope for,

then your life sucks completely.

But if you're hopeless, then you live.

Then you're always there.

Then you're observing, your five senses are completely open,

taking in reality as it is.

Not one thing, not denying, which is like the same coin,

just different side.

It's just about meeting reality at its own terms.

What are you hoping for?

What do you think is going to happen when you have that,

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