Walking the Way of The Truly Good Person

The fateful event of being wounded early in life creates the need for a deep healing process that becomes the path of awakening to each person -- Michael Meade

To be wealthy and honored in an unjust society is a disgrace -- Confucius

(Background music)

The truly good person is a person of compassion, self-examination, and self-growth. These are the three traits that can define a truly good person.

The truly good person is a man or woman that seek to be ethical above all. To be just, to be fair and to be people of peace.

In my desire to be a truly good person, I have forsaken humanity a second time because I see humanity and I feel despair. The world is getting un-balanced with all of its wars and conflicts, and I often think to myself: The humans of this world are free to fight their own wars; I want none of it.

In my self-examination I have found much darkness as a result of catering to the conventional world. The education system promised me that it shall prepare me for the world that waits for me after my years as a student, but it didn't.

A lot in my life I have felt mistreated by people, online and offline, to the point I truly believe that this humanity is truly worth forsaking.

I see the governments being corrupt. I watch my fellow humanity caring mainly for themselves, and to retain my good nature, I've decided to become a hermit once more; being in contact with very few people and continue working on Philosocom because I still believe in this value called World Rectification.

The way of good in a corrupt world is often solitary, accompanied by only a few people by your side.

Instead of getting renown in this world, I decided to walk the path of recovery, where my inner light shall bloom. I sometimes think to myself, is this really worth it, to be conventionally successful in a corrupt world?

The good person cares about ethics more than about power or luxury. In solitude, and sometimes to their dear ones, he asks them and himself if he does the right thing.

Ethics are not subjective. Ethics are objective in more way than one. Ethics are all about how to live life in a way that is good, not evil or corrupt.

A lot about being good has to do with refusal. With the refusal to be like those who have wronged you. Otherwise, how can you expect yourself to be better than them?

It is my role as my late master's only apprentice and successor to be morally better than she was. As much as I loved her, she was a problematic individual.

I too, was a problematic individual, due to my darkness I sought to eliminate, and due to the PTSD that stemmed from saving her.

I have been suffering from PTSD from 2007 until 2024. Right now, I am in a path of recovery.

The truly good person seeks to recover the inner light within them, necessary to truly be good.

This world is twisted. I have no desire to partake in a twisted world beyond my survival. I do not deem it fit to conventionally succeed in a twisted and in an unfair world.

Instead, in solitude, I seek to conserve my good nature. I often examine what I did wrong in life, and I have given up on revenge and on my ego because my path is the path of the good person.

I don't think I will ever be able to forgive myself if I will succumb to the darkness within me. No. I instead prefer to live like an ascetic and choose the path of light. The path of virtue.

Since I don't have the heartlessness to entirely forsake this world, I keep Philosocom on, as a way to contribute to the world, in hope that I will be able to help it without losing myself to its corrupt influence.

This world's humanity saddens me. With all my heart, I will always want to rectify the world. And to rectify the world, I must also rectify myself from my vices.

In my solitude I attempt to be peaceful. To not be aggressive anymore. To not seek vengeance. To have a free platform for the world to enjoy from, and to be a man that is truly good.

I am aware of my flaws, and in solitude I attempt to rectify these flaws. I am not perfect because no one can be perfect, but what I seek is a life of harmony, health and wisdom. I want to encourage to a world of health and wisdom, too.

I see no reason to be affiliated with any political faction, despite creating my own political philosophy, because I am a man of peace. Politics have long lost its way nowadays. I have no desire to enter into politics, ever.

I just want to live a simple life of a hermit writer, know love, and be happy in my ability to help using my many articles.

I care about this world deeply. What happens in it saddens me. It is an unjust world. I don't know why I would want to be unjust. I don't know why I would want to succumb to the corruptive trends of this world.

In my eyes, this world has failed, and there is no restart button.

I remember crying as a child, because I did not want to wield a weapon, and take a life.

I wish for a peaceful world. I wish for a world where love, not hate would prosper. I wish for a world where hugs would be more commonplace than bullets; A world where the troubled will know rest; a world where wars would be a last resort, a rarely-thought-about option.

Why would I want to cater to such a twisted world? I might be twisted myself, yet again, should I do it.

I prefer to leave my articles online for all to see, read and enjoy.

I sometimes feel I am too good for this world, and this makes me sad. I wish more people were as good as me. Then, the world would've been a better place to live in.

I don't want to cause harm to anyone. I want instead to rectify the world, and make it a better place to live through my writings.

I know I've caused harm before and I deeply regret it. My PTSD has made me a darkened man who just wants to live in a world of light and peace.

I've been depressed for a large portion of my life, as a result of not being able to fit in, as a result of my darkness, and as a result of my heroic PTSD.

I was never a social person. Social interactions exhaust me and I prefer to have few contacts as a result. I don't like to suffer, nor I like to inflict suffering on others.

I prefer to be kind instead, and seek to redeem myself from my darkness, every single day.

I seek to recover, and to rest from this twisted world.

However, I do not have the heartlessness to entirely forsake the planet.

I cannot help... but pity this world. For all of its wars, conflicts, poverties and depravities. I feel bad for those who are unhappy and/or unsuccessful in their attempts to make it through another day.

With all my heart I want to freely contribute and to provide a contra of light to this world's increasing darkness.

I do not want to be dark anymore, so I remain a solitary hermit who spends much of his days recovering from his health ailments.

I wish this world was better. I wish humanity to be good and not corrupt. I wish more people knew love and happiness, and not just me or a few other rare cases.

I wish human suffering to be lesser, and for the human heart to be big. I wish people were smiling more often, kissing each other and showing compassion to one another.

In its drive for luxury and financial materialism, people have become miserable, serving heavily corrupt minorities while needing to cater to them to survive.

I have sabotaged my life early on because I wasn't happy with my academic career and office job. I turned a retiree in 2018 and started Philosocom in 2019.

With all my heart I shall keep maintaining a free platform for this world to enjoy. Despite forsaking humanity, I still want to be of use, and to keep maintaining a project so passionate, it should last for many years.

I want to be read but only as a means to contribute. I don't seek fame, and I have given up on my ego. I have also removed my YouTube channel because I don't have the ego for it anymore.

I grew, I matured, I turned more disillusioned from the very world that made my late grandmother scream that it forsaken her.

With all my heart, I chose to be there and making her understand that I did not forsake her.

With all my heart, I gave up on revenge and on wanting to be in conflict with anyone anymore.

I instead choose to forgive this world for what it did to her and, by extension, to me.

But it doesn't mean I would like to partake in such a world that made my late master utter such words, in her weeping distress.

My late master would've wanted me to be happy. So, I choose, every day, to be happy with what I have, and with the very few people I chose to keep as my close contacts.

I am glad that the online world allows me to contribute to humanity while I find blissful happiness in love and in solitude.

I will not take interviews. I will not seek fame or importance for their own sake. I would instead seek importance, only so I could contribute to more people.

As I have, one time, watched rockets flying above me and exploding, all I could think about, is that humans are free to fight their own wars.

I want none of it.