If growing up is seeing how only a fool would understand the rules of any game where each hand is dealt differently, to play it better than the others; is yet the essential invisible to the ear that does not want to hear, and silent to the eye that does not want to see? Whether a dream, dark matter or a friendly ghost; nothing shall be worth more than the space it takes in the universe, and only the calm amidst the storm, who seeks the tangible perfection, who sees and hears all he can see and hear, while not seeing and hearing that which he does not want to see and hear, absent interpretation, should know the way it has blown. While why each individual enjoys controlling another more in spite of himself is a solemn mystery; so long as humans are limited in their ability to use their brains, imagination shall remain superior to knowledge. A true believer should not want to make the others believe in his beliefs in hopes of raising their value since any soul, who wanted to have a destiny bigger than his own, created wonders for the others, and failed miserably in his lifespan. Like the truth cannot exist but live, its presence is all a heart needs, and love proves to be never enough if its mind has been fed by deeds; it is yet fine to be sorry that one loved with a boundless love which must pay for its deeds during a lifetime full of dreams and absent regrets.
Posted on: Sun, 22 Sep 2013 18:21:18 +0000
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