although our footsteps leave visible traces,
even though up there someone knows everything
we are still afraid
we are deposits of petrified fear
the skeletons rattle through on the cupboards
and mummies are studied with the most sophisticated methods
hoping to discover the panacea
but we forget that the liberating truth
it is carved into the fiber of the soul
if we each stopped in front of the bars
opening our souls
we could see that the truth would set us free
because the glass of mirrors is a liar
it's just a props.
open your wings,
get up. dare!
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Author:
cosmacpan (
Offline) - Published: August 16th, 2021 16:17
- Category: Reflection
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As big a lie as 'up there someone knows everything?' Because someone convinced u theres someone up there by using FEAR against you if you doubt it when you were a child. Time to use your reasoning and realise thats just a bag of worms they used to get away with in the middle ages when most were uneducated, unaware nerds, which I'm guessing you are not.
Unshackle yourself.
Hi Dusk,
I am not one of the "all people of the president", but always it has been, it is and it will be an president on this world. the domino pieces are lined up without knowing what might be next... movement...Thank you for passing and reading.
some just have an agenda on their minds
and so it warps their views on everything..
sadly not much we can do
but ignore or tolerate them..
personally I think you shared an invigorating read
conveying positivity at its well meaning best,
thank you for choosing to share
Thanks L.B.Mek. the word! what a delicate flower. perhaps the meanings, hidden or shown, bring light and understanding. anyway, everyone is looking for ... darkness even in clear spring water
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