Drawn to something that attracts, down to it. Perfection does not exist when you believe in flaws, and flaws does not exist when you believe everything is perfect.
Knowing what you think you are facing is not certainly have to be true, you can be deceased by your own, and still believing the blame is on you.
You can count to be driven towards the real and the truth, perhaps, in the blind spot you have no sight, no vision, no power, completely vulnerable.
To know, what's behind, you shall lead towards it, be in it and find the truth. You couldn't deny the fact, the overthinking kept eating from the inside; while begging your mind to stop each time you feel it coming, each time it gets harder.
Hard to believe a calculated work, easily blind-folded by the act of love, reaching a standardized element of method used, accepting everything engaged.
Trying not to be affected, perhaps, the mind plays different roles with the heart.
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Weird Inspirations
ContoThe content contains short paragraphs which I wrote over years on the different feelings and experience of life I had and inspirations out of nowhere.
