Find silence and imagine these things. we are all fueled by illusions.
What’s an illusion? these are usually the only things we really loose.
A clear view that we as people create but can’t control. Wisdom discerns difference, and you only live your persuasions.
No moment is ever wasted. To believe it to be so, Would be to say a lesson can’t be taught and the sun can’t warm the morning breeze. for if one reflects and imagines no waste can exist.
Privately I suffer alone under ones own limitations. To see much more than most and so much in so many. Yet I feel alone and misunderstood most of the time. With still a great aspiration to still pleasure those around me. And knowing the necessity of love and other’s opinions. Greatly transform my opinions about the world.
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