We are the guardians of our own humanity.
Rather, we are the guards of our own sanity.
We are the animals. We are the creatures. We are the beings with feelings and aspirations; or lack there of for that matter.
Growing up there is a constant safety factor in knowing that there is always something to look forward to. There are always "big plans" to grow and find your perfect match, perfect career, perfect path that seems to be smooth and dark and paved with new asphalt so that the feet God has molded to you do not hurt for very long on this walk you must roam about. As we grow, we realize that nothing is that easy. Nothing is that simple to just voice out what needs to be. Its not until you wake up one morning and realize that the plans you made were simply nothing more than...just plans. In the very end you seem to be looking back rather than forward anyways. Its in that instant that you would like to believe that you are leaving something worthwhile behind. You want it all to have mattered; whatever all of "it" is.
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wow. that's deep ash. i'm totally lovin it and relatin to it. what sparked this blurb in that complex mind of yours?!?!
amazing.
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