Roses and Weapons
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Complete, First published Sep 17, 2020
How you appear does not match with your whole worth. 
Looks cannot define lifestyles as well as stereotypes don't match reality most of the time, and most importantly, what you choose to show is not always who you are underneath.
When people look at you they get an image of you, a projection of what you're doing in that moment. Whether you're saying something or performing an action or whatever your state of being is in a precise instant, people's brain catch images of that through eyesight and process them consequently.
How can they judge you? How can they be actually right on their opinion? They can't!
They've seen an instance, not the whole picture, not what there is beside that. This happens to everyone, so make sure not to do the same.
It's when it comes to bodies that this problem arises the most. A person is practically a body, but not entirely. That's why there's a big difference between seeing someone and feeling them. Just because they see you, it doesn't mean they've felt you, therefore there's no right to judge you. All of this leads to freedom. Since you're absolutely unique, your expressions are the same!
You and you alone are the one who knows you and feels you every single moment. Show them what you want, only a few of them will understand you.
In the end, you're much more than they think, so do what you want 'cause they'll never catch up with you. 
Show your roses and hide your weapons. And vice versa.
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