To live in this world is taken like wearing a gorgeous, classy wedding dress. You keep smiling at the guests and try to look as best as you can for the loved ones and your friends around you as well as posing for the photographers taking pictures capturing those memories forever.
I think the most comfortable dress you wear is never good enough to wear in front of anyone. You only wear it in your bedroom may be. But then you get dressed and start playing one of the characters allocated to you by life. Sometimes you are a genuine professional sometimes you are a dear father playing the role for kids so that they could follow your footsteps. The way you talk the way you move the way you deal with different people and situations makes them learn.
Sometime we play these characters so genuinely and continuously that we forget the real human being inside us. It becomes so over whelming that we think we deleted the human being that would have been an innocent non hypo-critic child within us, it doesn't exist anymore. But it is a mistake.
That child only gets scared of that mask we wear for the character we play, exhibiting what a fine gentleman a strong up right man I am and hides deep down in a dark corner of our soul and stays there very very quiet and hushed. So calm that sometimes we stop feeling his presence within us. But there comes a day when that child is awaken by an incident and we feel the presence.
During this time the child within us keeps on making noises. Mumbling, squealing and sometimes laughing and we hear that in our dreams. Dreams that are not only in our sleep but also while we are wide awake. We keep telling ourselves what the heck, what am I thinking of? But when we hear those cries over and over we secretly step down into that basement of our soul to see that child within us and we sooth and play together secretly.
I wonder why do we keep pointing our fingers to those who seem to look like a human a real innocent pure soul that enjoys sunlight, rain and music like to dance and laughs at the limit of their lungs. We do the same, when we step down into that basement of our hearts secretly and regularly play together with that child but we keep on objecting to those innocent acts performed openly by those rare souls that need to be saved instead of being criticized and forbidden.
I think these pure humans are the most endangered species that need saved and protected more than those animals we are trying to save. These pure happy souls are rarely found in this hypocritical world. Sometimes we get annoyed, uncomfortable by their innocent interruptions. But only if we take of that mask from our face for while and join them when the innocently call us to play, we find that really refreshing.We enjoy every second of our time with them. But still, we just return to our shells after having that good time thinking about the time we wasted with them and get back playing our roles again for more money more power more acquisitions.
Away from actual life away from the real purpose of living still feeling very proud and successful when we know we are not.
I think the most comfortable dress you wear is never good enough to wear in front of anyone. You only wear it in your bedroom may be. But then you get dressed and start playing one of the characters allocated to you by life. Sometimes you are a genuine professional sometimes you are a dear father playing the role for kids so that they could follow your footsteps. The way you talk the way you move the way you deal with different people and situations makes them learn.
That child only gets scared of that mask we wear for the character we play, exhibiting what a fine gentleman a strong up right man I am and hides deep down in a dark corner of our soul and stays there very very quiet and hushed. So calm that sometimes we stop feeling his presence within us. But there comes a day when that child is awaken by an incident and we feel the presence.
During this time the child within us keeps on making noises. Mumbling, squealing and sometimes laughing and we hear that in our dreams. Dreams that are not only in our sleep but also while we are wide awake. We keep telling ourselves what the heck, what am I thinking of? But when we hear those cries over and over we secretly step down into that basement of our soul to see that child within us and we sooth and play together secretly.
I wonder why do we keep pointing our fingers to those who seem to look like a human a real innocent pure soul that enjoys sunlight, rain and music like to dance and laughs at the limit of their lungs. We do the same, when we step down into that basement of our hearts secretly and regularly play together with that child but we keep on objecting to those innocent acts performed openly by those rare souls that need to be saved instead of being criticized and forbidden.
I think these pure humans are the most endangered species that need saved and protected more than those animals we are trying to save. These pure happy souls are rarely found in this hypocritical world. Sometimes we get annoyed, uncomfortable by their innocent interruptions. But only if we take of that mask from our face for while and join them when the innocently call us to play, we find that really refreshing.We enjoy every second of our time with them. But still, we just return to our shells after having that good time thinking about the time we wasted with them and get back playing our roles again for more money more power more acquisitions.
Away from actual life away from the real purpose of living still feeling very proud and successful when we know we are not.
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