I know that this world will end long after I’m gone but its death will surely be more painful that mine shall ever have the potential to be. For I will have a s mile on my face when I leave this plain, and I will never know why I was awarded the breath of life and to what purpose I was suppose to fulfill. I know that pain is an insufficient thing compared to the pain to the other types of affliction each individual may cause to me. Hurt, I know is a superficial thing only felt by some and not just the strong or weak, but by those who can endure it and choose its path, to choose the path of pain.
The levels of pain one can stand all depend on their perspective on life, their beliefs can be a savior to them. To see clear is to hold the world in your hand and be able to weed through the human existence of rubbish, those are the ones with a clear conscious and capability of the world, thus they can own the world.
Choice is the golden path to enlightenment, is to choose whether or not to open your eyes and let the light in or to seal the shades shut and be blanketed in your own darkness till the end of your days.
The choice is
Yours,
Choose wisely
Because
It doesn’t matter for toy can always change your stance upon things, but the process of the change is difficult so I do warn thee.
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