GRABBING COURAGE
Now I should be a little afraid if I show courage and measure myself once. I stand on two tongues of scales; how much do my actual sins show? And was I the only one who made a mistake?! Among traitors and accomplices, who else could have entered the same place twice? A crowd of aggasytans wandering in the wrong place, at the wrong time, even toddling. – I can already know for sure about my pain wound to the soul, which could have hurt me or even died.
I have been guessing for a long time and I can know what percentage is true, how much is just a copied appearance. As often as two words were cowardly withheld: Loyalty and Honor –, I would even tattoo it on my forehead; I'd rather stay a coward – but capable. Festive, holy bacchanalia and carnival have all passed over my head, so I remained the Sisyphus man, who tried to create and strive to create in the midst of difficult and difficult burdens.
Hedgehog, who was actively forced by the heartbeat of the eternal person who wanted to be creative. – How much I was left out of everything with intent! – Let me find healing from daily barrier obstacles, even if I had to endure so many ununderstood snake-tongued pribék words to no avail; should I hide or deliberately escape like animals?! I feel the accelerated atomic transition of my days beyond thirty.
Premature worries can still keep you alert, – can - not for much longer. Why are they still wondering who can win?! Behind the conscious nudity, neither false bargaining nor deceived fear can remain! Even so, everyone remains –, but with a better partner than Life alone. We cross the threshold together when the border becomes internal; we can open the door and receive it only with a crystal clear heart!
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Written on May 19, 2024
Submitted by oasev on May 18, 2024
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