Conversations from within are filled with sin. The lines we cross are many and the ideas that shine are sometimes unworthy of experience. Other times the the ideas inside are worthy of further exploration. It seems natural to walk down dimly lit pathways lined with concrete structures run down from years of neglect. It seems only human to see things otherwise not seen unless sought after vigorously. We battle between the thoughts and the actions. The ones with contentment find no trouble. Those without wear multiple masks that shine bright with smiles and lies yet we all love, eat, and breathe fear.
Once the clash becomes universally recognized, and the color of your shirt matches your socks, you have found contentment. From that place you can never speak of a lack thereof. From there your words lose their value and the best thing is to be very quiet.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
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