I live in a world where people are largely afraid of their vulnerable sides. We believe that people who cry, grieve or express despair with humanity are fractured and damaged.
We conceal how much pain we feel and put on a front to mask the tornadoes we experience at times. We pretend as if we do not spend long hours questioning our existence,the meaning of life and what happens at the end of it all.
We like to paint those who whisper from the heart as people who should be socially spun. We don't listen to our hearts, we cling to the voices around us. So we miss out on melody of our own tune.
They the soul searchers find peace ultimately because they know in the end that life bestow upon us all that we want if only we are willing ask. Demand that life gives us what we need and let death be the only thing that may preclude us from our goals. Even so not even death can prevent some from their purpose which is sometimes achieved posthumously.
I am everything that I think I am and even more. I bare witness by even this typing instrument that I use that the human mind hath no end. No boundaries. Human mind is a powerful tool. This iPhone was once a dream, an idea that transcended into a physical thing. Anything is possible...
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