Is my philosophy normal?
Observe the wild cat.
He is so cunning and determined that he can afford to have a specialized diet and peacefully sleep away most of the day, though he toils little.
He has no allies. when he wins, the spoils of battle are his alone. When he loses, he has let no one down but himself. Solitude is his companion.
He has no ambition, no pride, no shame. He never feels stress nor anxiety. He does not store up treasure for the future, and his home is wherever he chooses to stop at the end of the day. Survival and pleasure are the only realities for him.
He is freedom personified.
I believe that a human can be like the wild cat.
Is this normal?