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Peace
{ 10:12, 2007-Dec-18 }
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Today it's raining and it's windy.
It's "horrible" weather. I've heard that a few times today. I agree, and I don't. I have been on the verge of tears for about an hour. I was really caught up in the daily happenings of life earlier, and then, later, they all got dissected and crashed down piece by piece. I would really like to run away. Not to hide, no.. to be found though. I keep getting these daunting realizations that the world is unspeakably beautiful and that living this way, is not the way to realize it truly. So I was wondering- how many times do you think this? Maybe zero, maybe thousands.. I want to shed everything and just leave. Go out into the world relying on nothing more than what the world wants to give of itself, instead of what society wants to give of itself. So then I almost cry, and this has been happening a lot- I think it's just because everything else feels dirty, but it's hard to escape. The buy in, the sell out, the drive that's wholly placed on the wrong ideals and the fortunes that aren't. I'm not sure where that leaves me. { Post a Comment } { Last Page } { Page 8 of 14 } { Next Page } |
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