We Are Not Angels

The question is easy: am I the only supposed to carry on all this weight? Or should I find someone with which share it? Am I allowed? Past bad relationships keep making me think that all this weight was created just for me. Does this happen just to me? I don’t know. But I think that we all are oblied to undergo this pressure in a way it keeps us attached to the earthly world. If the weight on our shoulders was way too light, we supposedly could have more chance to run faster, jump higher, without such a burden that keeps pushing us down making our movements more complicated and difficult, and so we could be more lifted, we could jump so high that we could start flying. But that’s not allowed, to fly. In other words, it’s all planned. But I think that maybe it can be possible to share the weight with someone. It’s very difficult to find the right prisoner that will take part of the other handcuff. But if that happens, two people together would surely jump higher than me alone, even if we all cannot fly in the end. To fly is probably forbidden because if everyone could do that, there would be so many clashes in the air, and skies would become like the earthly world. That’s not permitted. Let’s leave that space only to those who really deserve it, like angels. We are not angels.