T O T H E B R I M

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I felt the clamor of your hammering heart and also the uncertainty of your scared conscience,


What are you afraid off?


Death? A rather shameful one? or not living in the first place,


Don't be. Fear is nothing when you don't give any power to it,


So relish, stop surviving and start living from now on,


Fill your cup to the brim, let it tremble, let it overflow, let the cup break, now break the cup to powder and add water and remodel it as you wish,


It's never too late,


It's all in your hands,


you have to see it for yourself,


When you drink the essence of life,


the spirit of love,


the very heart of nature, Make sure you drink it in one breath,


It's no good to die in hiccups,


You live every day, but you die once, so when you die, die fully, with a smile on your face,


When you look at it,


all coal is black,


inside-out,


because it's raised by the rocks and stayed true to itself,


when the time lacked, it burned itself and revealed its hidden potential,


Never limit yourself nor look yourself through others eyes,


When your dreams need you to hold the ropes, cut the silk threads which are tied to your feet at once,


Use your past in the present to achieve your ideal future,


Make this moment unforgettable so you can always reminisce and smile back,


Maintain the fire in your eyes, stitch up your wounds with your lips, when it pains breath and when it doesn't sing the tales of it.





P.S. STOP WHINING AND START SMILING,

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