Homo sensitive gril, tears

By J-min

This book is a novel about Homo Sensitive based on what the author has experienced in the Counseling Cafe in Yeonnam-dong, Seoul, Korea.
Homo Sensitive revolves around highly sensitive person what Dr. Elaine Aron says.
So, this book contains stories of homo sensitive people that are different from Homo sapiens.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Yeonnam-dong Counseling Cafe Books
• Release date: Jan 10, 2020
• ISBN: 9791196576318

Book preview

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ns of thousands of years ago, there were at least six species of humans living on Earth.

What's strange here is not that there were many species in the past. Rather, there is only one species now.

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Tolerance is not a characteristic of sapiens. in the present case, The Sapiens group has a small difference in skin color, language, and religion. They often exterminate other groups.

Yuval Noah Harari, 

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situations that are not understood by anyone continue, you will turn an arrow to yourself, close the door, and not be able to come out of the world easily.

The dream we pursue, for example, an ideal world filled with absolute peace, kindness, and beautiful consideration, appears only in fiction. It's like a cloud that's visible to the eye but not caught. Soon, the real human society feels that it is another wild thing.

Most homo sensitive live by thinking they are homo sapiens. They sometimes even attack each other because they don't recognize their own kind.

Park Sarang,

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is is a story about Homo Sensitive, especially about people who don't know if they're Homo Sensitive.

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the beginning of this story,  disappeared

No, not today 

One day, the flowers will lose.

But no, not today 

That’s not today

No no, not today

I'm not gonna die yet.

Monday, July 14th, 2014

The day Heize disappeared

She has disappeared from everything related to herself.

Heize has disappeared.

Since that night, she has disappeared from everything related to herself.

She was nowhere to be seen. The telephone was only ringing, and my texts were left unread. It was as if all the texts I sent were missing.

She was the one who made me smile when I was living an incomprehensible and unusual life. I was worried that such Heize had disappeared from her world beyond my world.

The last day I saw her, she was standing by the window on the second floor of her house. Perhaps she was already determined to disappear at that time. Not only from me, but from everything that's relevant to herself.

Homo Sensitive Self checklist  

the twenty-ninth

Sometimes when I see people in convenience stores and public transportation, They feel emotional without reason.

Sunday, July 13th, 2014

11:47 p.m.

The night before Heize disappeared

I'm gonna jump down the Veranda

Honey, what was your dream?

Dream?

Yes, not too serious. Just a light dream.

Heize called me honey for the first time that night. The name honey was a very fitting expression for us who were wearing nothing under the moonlight coming through the window. The moonlight through the window shines beautifully on us.

Just a light dream?

Yes, just a light dream. It’s not something you want to achieve, but a little dream you want to achieve.

It’s hard, did you have such a dream?

Yes, I've had a dream I've had since I was a kid.

What is it?

Are you curious? Shall I let you know? I'm going to be a competent and attractive reporter.

Was it your dream to be a reporter?

No, I'm going to be a reporter and interview my favorite celebrity. The point here is that I’m interviewing in his suite on the 24th floor of a hotel where he is staying. We'll do it all naked. That's why I have to be a attractive reporter. Just as long as I’m competent, I can't achieve it.

It’s kind of weird.

"Listen. I haven't talked about dreams yet. So what my dream is to share all the sadness, pain, and fear in each other's mind. If I feel like we’ve talked enough, I tell him I'm thirsty. Kindly, he’ll goes to the kitchen to get me a drink, and I’m going to the veranda wearing only a gown for the spring breeze. With lemon soda in one hand, he would smile at me leaning against the veranda railing. I'm going to smile at him coming to me. I’ll give him the most pretty and lovely smile in the world. He'll smile brightly at me with that smile. Then I'll see his smile and jump down the veranda railing. No matter how he can do it, I’ll jump down the railing in no time.

He’ll be watching me disappear suddenly in front of him."

Hmm? You’ll jump down the veranda railing?

Yes, that’s how he can’t do anything.

Why? You got something to avenge him?

No, he's done nothing wrong. He is my favorite. He is a good man with no reason to get revenge.

Then why?

I couldn’t understand why she wanted to.

I was curious too. Why do I want to do that? I've thought about it a lot. One day when I was sitting on a bench, I knew why.

What's that?

Can you bring me something to drink before you tell me about it? I'll tell you then. We have a lot of time.

She didn't know then that we didn't have so much time.

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e truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him ... a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. 

Elaine Aron, 

Sunday, July 13th, 2014

11:58 p.m.

20 hours before Heize disappeared

Promise is like a thin biscuit

Heize sat on top of me, staring down at me with an angelic smile. She seems to feel I was cute when she sees my face getting serious. 

"Honey, look at me. It's just a dream I had before. You need not have to be so scared. I don't dream of that anymore. And you're not a celebrity. you don't live on the 24th floor of the hotel. And most of all, I don't want to jump down the window leaving you. I don't want to. So you need not have to be scared.

She gave me a big hug with a smile. She wasn't aware but I had a deep wound about someone disappearing and leaving. So I was more nervous and scared by such a story. I was so sad and scared that my precious thing would disappear and I would never see it again.

Oh, that's. What can I do for you? I'm not going to disappear. I promise. Do you believe me?

But promise is like a thin biscuit. I'm serious at that moment, it's easily crushed by a little force when I'm in a situation. At least that's what she promised me that night.

After she disappeared, I thought and thought about the reasons why she had to disappear. But no matter how much I thought and thought, I couldn't get rid of the idea that promises were like thin biscuits. Since the night she disappeared, appointments have become a thinner biscuit for me.

Heize was gone, and she was just silent, with no explanation, as if she had made such a promise. Contrary to her promise, she was jumping under the veranda railing without giving me a moment to dso anything about it.

Homo Sensitive Self checklist  

the twenty-first 

I'm used to symptoms called depression, avoidance of people, etc.

Friday, July 4th, 2014

One day before Heize disappeared

The charming girl who walked out of the pictorial.

I can't draw better than you thought.

When I said I was curious about what kind of painting she was drawing, she took out her cell phone and showed her paintings. 

She used to create a scene of pictorials in any dress. It was white t-shirt and blue jeans, but the fit was different. She was the one who walked out of the pictorial.

Besides, she was basically sweet to the people around her. It was quite natural for a large crowd to gather around such a her. But I was curious about her paintings rather than the clothes and accessories that she was wearing.

"I don't know if you drew it well or not, but I think you have a very good feeling. I don't know why, but when I'm watching, I feel like I'm getting a lot of emotions. I