Thoughts . . . . .
22 05 2008
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In the prospect of seeing the reality of the current life we go in and out, assuming of its unlimited hold on our mind where the living conditions are concerned: its hard to see on where this has come to be and will it still continue to be more of a living or an obligation.
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The ugliness of what we have assumed to be is that it has been said to be the one way we are suppose to by questioning the existence and the law of such will only be dealt with numerous enquiry whether or not it is usable nor has it a relation. The question is simple whether you would want to accept the change and go away creating the limits from the limited.
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Making what is awkward seem far familiar and close will truly be an ironic pathetic-ness that eats me from the inside out. A hit from the world changed the more of the less and expected. How has this been such an utter embarrassment to the otherwise knowing self on the grounds of experience and life. . . the hope. But why has it been so long to wonder on, can this be truly what it is?
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It is just simply one growth that doesn’t have an ending to it, still living on the grounds of hope. Why must it be so, is it just my unconscious mind and long. This must come to an end, to where it has came and stood, living in non-existing happiness will surely be a desire not worth time nor interest in. Generosity of the interest may be more than just nothing for one. A loss to much yet a risk to stupid to challenge, a long for more than time yet the plain words have nothing but emotions that had been in place, a depiction of the past to be felt yet registering cold chilling thoughts that it was not mine nor it is present nor future as the past will never be more then it was.
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Its a pity, yet by looking at this is truly ironic. I may have been in positions overwhelmed; yet the desires were nothing worthy. Giving a sense of composure and a right of satisfaction may be truly a heart to my desire.
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Coming to nothing is simply blunt to the point of a patronizing and doubt to myself on such ridiculous nonsense that has complicated the otherwise uneventful life of mine. Can more be worth, yes still a challenge far greater to one self to take for the search and gold is an illusion created by minds of hope.
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It’s an end to the mind of desire and a rise to reality.
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Looking at this in an optimistic way, though nothing has happened yet a realization is simply strong enough to create a wave that made accepting easier then the otherwise one pointless struggle. A try not made but realization of the events made by nothing for nothing is such a loss but more if so went by.
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Having said that, I m never looking nor taking such immensely ridiculous indulgence to thoughts and hope for that has nothing more than just a smile you see, when you smile into a mirror.
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