This was a difficult day at work and partly due to my co-workers I felt quite depressed. Hours later and deep at night I feel better. Again I think about #hope. The more exhausted and cornered I feel, the more hope I sense, which, in one way, makes no sense, but in another, tells quite a lot about how baseless and without reason hope is. It's a mistake to think that one needs reasons, even good reasons, in order for hope to arise (as with the correlate mistake that without reasons at hand hope cannot rise). Hope is primarily without reason, base, or connection to some "antecedent conditions". Which is pretty obvious because hope is not an opinion, belief, or statement, but rather a sense organ, more or less clouded by the situation one is in. But that hope is baseless and unfounded is a relief. We can feel connected to the future of our surrounding reality without being stuck in the misery we sense in it. Both are not connected. (I guess the younger people need time to understand this.)

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