We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
Life is not exactly a horse, but more like a house with legs. We are modern turtles running up hills, pretending to be a stranger to a landscape full of noble idiots. We laugh, the curtain rises exposing a burnt out illusion brimming with the confusion of empty languages, over irrational chimps clawing at themselves inside a vast machine of wonder. Welcome back to the blog my friend. We are writing our new chapter.
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