The Way I Want To Live

Everything remains the same: equal, unchanged, balanced. But, even the slightest difference in the constants can alter each and every aspect of a perfect existence.

Punished, are those who break the string that bounds the feelings of envy and hubris. So fragile, that string is, that it snaps with only one word. Like glass, the soul shatters when one feels inferior.

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Perhaps it was wrong of him to believe that being different was not a sin. Perhaps he deserved to be caged inside, never to see the other side of a world he imagined was real. Perhaps he was wrong to think that there could be a difference, a change.

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However, the weight was never meant to be balanced anyway. For all those years, he has believed it should, but now he knew better. Through all that time he spent drowning in his own fear and guilt, he finally realized just how unbalanced the scale should have been.