what wishes made on a star would come true, should the star be gone? what tears would there be to cry if the eye has dried, made an immunity in the very process? would you still request the impossible for how unreasonable it may be?good or bad, light or dark; we face it all. consequences paid by their due actions. of what expectations would a person in love demand? perhaps, love itself. but how would love be translated into actions if not fore-shown? we say, practise what you preach. maybe with culture and traditions dissolving, we're starting to invent a tradition of our own - being different in every manner.
i do not question the origin, for i already know its place. but i question the doubt to what it was, or is, or would be. so face up for life is a journey short enough, lets not fuck it up even more. with every day, and every stance, maybe we'd figure a way out of our every problem. as mistakes are made, condemn it not but caress it with a loving heart - loving makes learning.
with lots of contemplation,
Marcus.
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