Life is just one beautiful nightmare

Life is just one beautiful nightmare

 

Perspectives change our views and make us who we are. But really who are we? Day and night, time, love, how can we define such concepts?

 

Well, time controls the aspects of our lives

 

Day and night is how the days pass, the light and the darkness

Love, the very basis of life and humanity, the one thing that can kill us and free us

So what is my story?

I just said life is one beautiful nightmare, but I am feeling blue. Even when the sun is shining, what does it really mean? we are all in the pursuit of happiness. But even happiness is not happiness because happiness is happiness. Contradiction after contradiction. I know you would be quick to judge me. I don’t make sense right? But what is sense? They say everyone has a different perspective, but then they say if everyone sees it is the truth. But hold up?? What is truth? How can you define truth if you cannot define perspectives? What is a definition?

 

Well my friend, if you are reading this it may be too late, but then again it may be the perfect timing, but then again it could be just the right timing. So day and night, life, love, death, and life go on. So free your mind and find the answer in you. And bask yourself in the darkness. And don’t forget to find your treasure.  

 

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