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Everyday i'm changing. I do not look back at who i was, nor do i wish for what once was. From time to time, i may even reminisce. But it's only for a moment or enjoyment.
Hell, to wish things to be the same everyday is a foolish dream of those who have yet to live. Because in this life we are not alive but conditioned to routine or repetition. We are only free from ourselves when we push the limits and truly see what we can do.
Those who go by day by day doing the same thing are shackled to themselves. Shackled to the idea that nothing is possible. That today is just like any other day. And holds no importants or significants.
When in reality... Each day is new. Many wise men know this. And someday's it's harder to see then others. But when that sun cracks over the herizon. A world of possibilities opens up. A world of endless dreams and idea's.
And this world, drowned by caos and self destruction, becomes a becon in the dakrness. Becomes possibilities. Becomes an oyster in the palm of our hands, and only we can truly see what it's worth.
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A will to truth is but the mask for a will to power.
Observation maybe,
Probably going to learn a few things too.
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I miss the days when I believed in everything, and knew nothing at all . . .
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I miss the days when I believed in everything, and knew nothing at all . . .
-Gabe
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