What is growing up for#

Why do we lose the courage to face what we’ve always been searching for after we grow up#

Why I’ve always pursued a sword#

Since that incident, I’ve never really known deep down whether I’m capable of loving others. Pursuing a sword was just me projecting onto myself the difficulties I saw in other people’s love stories — or shedding my own tears through the tears others wept over love they could never meet — as a way to confirm that I still have the ability to love someone.

After growing up, do I really still have the ability to love someone with a willingness to forsake the world, in a way others would call selfish? I suddenly came across a comment on Bilibili: when Shi Nai’an wrote Journey to the West thousands of years ago, he already knew that sacrificing boys and girls to buy a few decades of peace was untenable — so why are we still debating whether Hina should be sacrificed after the film came out? Sacrificing others in exchange for peace is, in essence, endorsing and accepting the wanton cutting down and violence of the strong against the weak. Did we humans evolve from monkeys in the trees over tens of millions of years into what we are today merely to keep sacrificing others for our own peace? What is human evolution for? The anthem of humanity is the anthem of courage, the anthem of love — not a peace bought by endlessly sacrificing others.