We are born naked and I believe that whatever we do is nude. Sooner or later the very blanket that we are under becomes our coffin and life is a dusted spirit in a blink of an eye, resentment is only a reason and anger supports it or better than anger there is hate that overpowers it. You can always hear the greatest that ever lived talk about peace and its power but there are times when desperation takes over everything. There is a limit and then there are consequences. I often feel that I wanna write a book about one of my close friends and I often feel as if he is telling me everything for one reason or if I’m asking it for another. I feel his life is worth talking about but the same can be said for every story. I’m driven by reasons and not outcomes.
You let go something and something else comes to you, I tell you that I have understood in my life so far that the things that are the hardest to let go are always taken away from you, you never let them go but you are always deceived. But always think it thru before doing the worse, before making that one worst decision of your life that would indeed change it all.
I know myself enough to say that I have understood parts of me that are sane and some that are indeed insane but yes there is still a long road to go and a lot to know and if I do it all over again, I would only choose this life.