In deep fear of suffering waves, man runs from is own soul and nature.
Man as normal as many men, thought for one small second, they could fulfil such destiny, as the freedom of thought…
Such an illusion…Such hope…
They say we have free speech…that we can express in every way we know… but all I see is a deep manipulation of pure minds, corrupted by a selfish mind, conscience, identity, creature…no other then man itself.
We create our demons and angels, our heaven and hell, but wouldn’t this be it, what we so call, this infamous state…, the present?
Hell without heaven makes no sense, so why should it be a heaven without hell?
No wonder men lost his ways… no wonder…
I sometimes ask myself the meaning of such thoughts…complex simplicity of words…so many meanings…such limited communication.
I wonder if the world would be a better place without the human race…
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