Its always better to tell the truth than doing cover up. Cover up are costly. They will cost you more money, more damage and more lives.Even so at the end, the truth will still come out.Exodus 2:11-15
Secrets are never taken to graves the dust screams underneath our souls no six feet deep solitude will undo your actions the soil bears witness.
Death of black messiahs
No one full, ever knew how to fill.
Oare când îl va înţelege sătulul pe cel flămând?
I have never feared death, Nor the fact that my life will come to an end one day. All I’ve ever been frightened of is to be a walking dead or that one morning I may wake up with no aim to be alive. It scares the hell out of me that maybe one day I’ll lose my desire to love, to dream, to have hope or even to smile. I don’t fear to be dead, I fear to live and not being alive…
But we’ve spent a lifetime being afraid of making wrong choices that we have never had the guts to make any. We’ve wasted our days worrying about what may happen next that we’ve forgotten to enjoy what’s really happening. We’ve stayed where we should’ve left. We cared for what we had to ignore. And we’ve built many walls around ourselves to an extent that light has never found its way through our darkness. In a matter of fact, our worst enemies and most monstrous demons do live inside us, and they lay right in the back of our heads or in the core of our chests …
Sometimes, whether a man lived or died was down to luck. He did not know if that realization made him value his own life more or less. If death could come because you chose the wrong door leading out into the sun, perhaps there was no sense to any of it - just the fifth horseman. He shrugged, putting such thoughts aside.
The right words are always there, if a man's sharp enough to see them.
愛,這世間,曾存有過這樣的感情,曾讓你在瞬間感受到自己絕對的不完整,感受到生命本然的孤獨,感受到對對方「非如此不可」的劇烈激情。
Love grows in mysterious ways like a seed through our hearts from our souls blossoming to the world.
The imperfection exists in comparison. The perfection exists in freedom to be what you are as you are.
I think we call all be a little unwise. There is always something else to learn.
Dream as if you were awake. Live as if you were dreaming.
Blow the words away from your pain, otherwise the mind will get sick.
We are all equal, in the need of feeling unique, in the need of love, and free to be as we are
Doubt everything. Doubt everyone. Doubt yourself too. You will find endless possibilities.
Time heals, they say. But it’s not true. Time does not heal. There is only the flow of thoughts.
One thought alone is enough to stir a happy mind.
There is no fear more true than the one that passes through the mind in the form of a mere thought.