Some people perceive more reality.
As if they stand on a higher mountain and view wider landscape.
Their minds inhale so much, even when they close their eyes, they can’t escape.
Some people are so sensitive.
Their palms sense delicate waves of energy.
So much data to absorb, and there is no time or space in memory.
Even the regular man, every moment makes a choice on what to focus.
No magic or hocus pocus.
Is this the curse of choosing the knowledge tree?
We, stupidly thought knowing would let us free.
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With so much going on we have to choose. Some choose more wisely than others. Hugs.
hugs Augustus, how wisely? what about the other options they didnt choose?
Really liked this one...very well written nd conveys a powerful message
thanks Pharaoh:)
Those that did not choose the other options, perhaps they are the whiners, the complainers, blaming the success of their peer on luck. I don't know. That is a guess.
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