Imagine, the world doesn't just cater to one kind of person. Even the continents are differently shaped, expect the people living in them to be more strangely different. Even in families, genes are twisted to create more complex people, to have diverse personalities. What a boring world it will be if we are just of the same sort, wouldn't it?
We are a strange bunch, strands of a multi-textured world we call life, all with different purposes. But all end with a knot to ties us all together.
There is a camlness in me that I cannot explain. Maybe a calmness that came with a pure heart. It is so precious to accumulate this camlness for it is your shield against the world of chaos. When your heart is pure, nobody can move you from the pressures of vexing people. It is a treasure one must learn how to acquire. Instincts are your enemies and can be your most trusted friends.
The world has seen people of different colors, and must have kaleidoscopic kinds of views. But one cannot lose his identity, experiences, strengthens one's personality from conception to death.
Aastah~
When the sun rises, a day is born
When the sun sets, a day will die.
Cut out the bullshit. We are spirits that roam the earth, we must learn how to soar above our mistakes and move on. The nicest thing about life is it polishes you to be golden, and sparkling. You are a vessel of wisdom. A tank full of memories. The only safe place there is.
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