To be tired. To be fearful. To be filled with inner sadness. All loving concepts created by unhealthy realities that come from the duality of our own hearts.
Every speech is merely an attempt to give birth to a child of ours; a sacred space for us to sacredly swim on it. No one should be hurt by anyone else. Innocence is not a myth. A loving person should be the most natural thing a person could become. A normal person is not a bitter person. A normal person is a precious state of joyful awareness, that spreads throughout entire leagues of clay and cotton. It softens your soul and it tightens your moral when one of these people presents you with their presence alone.
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