I KNOW FOR SURE, THAT MY HEART HAS ALREADY DECIDED UPON YOU. NOW IT REMAINS FOR MY BRAIN TO DECIDE WHICH ONE TO KEEP OF ALL THE THINGS THAT PULL ME BACK. FROM NEARING THE END OF FORGETTING YOU CAUSE IT'S ALL LOADED HERE AND I CAN'T THINK ANYMORE.— % &

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"I Love You"

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"I Love You"

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I don't need to repeat this but yes for the sake of few more awesome opportunities, I will repeat:
Nothing is permanent in this world; yet we hold on to so many things for false security, which untimely and ultimately leads to sorrow and pain and resentment.


Be willing, strongly willing to let it go.
Keep reinventing your stories, your life and your dreams as you continue to grow and glow in the process.

P.S. : Reading this and getting motivated won't help, take action, strong determined actions.

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Your job isn't to know the how, how will things happen, how will universe compire but it's to know the truth and to be open and be vivid to discoveries and discoverings, and in the process knowing and receiving the "HOW".

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This life is to live...

Let us not just waste it chasing people but let's chase dreams, I understand it's so comforting to do things that are under our control but it's so peaceful and wonderous to achieve feats we never though we would. Do things that scare us, things that make our heart beat faster, things that make us question ourselves only to reach newer greater level.

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Am I describing the world?
Or Creating my own?
Can a man even create?
Or does he just transform?
Something can not come from nothing
As energy just changes form
Does that devalue the transformation?
Of a movement of a finger that plucks a string of a guitar
The ink dried on paper that forms the letter
The stroke of a brush that leaves a trail of paint
Quite the opposite I’d say
The sound of the guitar transforms to music
A letter to an ode or an epitaph
And the paint forms a flower
And each of those transforms Us
On it’s own, it affects us
And there lies the value of the transformed
In the transformation itself.

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"Everybody has a little bit of man, woman, and animal in them. Darks and lights in them. Everyone is part of a connected cosmic system. Part earth and sea, wind and fire, with some salt and dust swimming in them. We have a universe within ourselves that mimics the universe outside. None of us are just black or white, or never wrong and always right. No one. No one exists without polarities. Everybody has good and bad forces working with them, against them, and within them."

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The monster is gone, and I found the cure; He was standing in front of me, holding my hand, saying, "I am here now. And from now on you are free now."
And years later I realise that person was me.



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Am I no good? What have I done wrong? Am I wasting space here on earth? Should I just leave? Maybe it's better for me to leave. All the words that came from them, came piercing my heart all throughout my days as a young boy.


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